Ok, so I never actually met the guy but I did consume breakfast in his restaurant chain (also called Bob Evans) a lot.
It seems I never took any photos of the restaurant. I suppose I was too busy eating.
It became the favourite breakfast spot of my sister Alicia, my brother-in-law Carlos and I.
We did have a few other ring-ins, like my roommate Samantha, my cousin Ashleigh and fellow Pizza Planetear Kyra.
Not only was the service fantastic, but the food and beverages were delicious too.
One beverage in particular captured our hearts. The hot chocolates, which are bottomless, unlike me.
Alicia's record is 4 in one sitting.
Mine is only half of that. I'm still trying to figure out how she lost weight this year, while I packed it on.
Maybe it was the apple cinnamon selection offered by Bob.
You know it's nutritionally unsound, but you just don't care.
Until your pants start getting to tight. Then you order a salad on your next visit. Only to hear they've run out of apples. Although the apple bag is completely empty, the glass remains half full and there are a whole variety of delicious options sans apples.
Bob thanks for the family bonding, but mostly thanks for the food and bottomless hot chocolates.
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