Used to get off work at 8:30 AM and head to Tommy's for “breakfast”. That was long before the invention of the Breakfast Burrito BTW.
It's a wonder my arteries aren't as plugged up as the 405 in West L.A. at rush hour.
Why I consider myself lucky and blessed.
Tommy’s was a magnet, especially at 2 am. I left Manhattan Beach in my Vette and hit the Santa Monica freeway. Taking the sweeping 130 degree turn on to the Hollywood freeway, I spun out and went sliding up the soaked ivy covered slope about 100 feet. Somehow I managed to get back on to the on ramp, despite the driving rain, and went on to get my two burgers and 1000 cups of very strong black coffee.
Looking back it’s a miracle that I made it past 30...laughing
Of course, having my wife is a miracle itself.