During our short time in Pittsburgh, John and I would occasionally breakfast at the nearby Square Cafe, a funky diner where on football Sundays, one could order a meal called "Breakfast for the Bus" in honor of Steeler great Jerome Bettis. When I ordered this breakfast, I received looks of surprised approval from the waitresses along with my 2 eggs, 2 sausage patties, and 2 pancakes.
But now I've been outdone. My colleague, the AAUP's president-elect Cary Nelson, during a recent interview with a Chronicle writer, ordered a breakfast called "The Eighteen Wheeler," which let's just say takes up more table space than The Bus. Rollin!
