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I'm at the airport and I'm waiting to board my flight. I'm sitting at the "Bunkhouse Cafe" resturaunt (must be Texas, eh?) and I just had the nastiest ham and egg muffin ever. It must have sat under the heat lamp too long. The muffin was wrinkled, damp in parts and toughly dry in others. The ham was rubbery. The egg was fine, amazinly enough! Since I land in Minneapolis at 1:30, I didn't want to wait that long to eat.
Good news is, the hazelnut coffee with half and half is pretty darned tasty!
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