Breakfast

Mia and I have successfully dodged the dogshit booby traps that the archmage's dog Ralphie has laid all over campus and made it into town. First order of business when we reach the merchant's district is to find a place to get a decent breakfast. Ah Grog's Cafe. A nice little place with outdoor table service that doesn't look too busy and the food smells utterly divine.

We head on in to be seated. At the hostess stand is one of the biggest orc females I think I have ever seen. Her dark red hair is short on the left side of her head, bald on the right. Her skin light green. She wears an iron armor cuirass, a blue floral longskirt and iron boots. Not exactly every day restaurant hostess attire. Oh yeah she's also armed with a two handed battle axe strapped to her back.

"Whadyya pipsquirts want." Wow no wonder it's not too busy. I nervously answer." Um-- c-- can we ah-- please." She interrupts me." C'mon blondie spit it out, this century if ya don't mind!" I hurriedly finish answering. "A table for two preferably outside please."

She grins exposing rotten teeth and grabs two menus." Alright blondie, see that wasn't so difficult was it. Follow me." I don't say a word, I don't dare to. We follow as she seats us at a table right across from a water fountain with a flower bed ringing the outside of it. She gives us both a menu." There ya go, Grak will be out soon to take your order." I watch as she heads back inside. As soon as I think it's safe I say to Mia." Wow she's lovely." From inside we hear. " I heard that blondie!"

We look over the menu and decide on a number five breakfast platter for two. The platter consists of waffles, fruit cups, orange juice, a choice between bacon or sausage and toast made from our choice of white, wheat , pumpernickel or rye bread.

After a few minutes Grak comes out to take our order. Now usually male orcs are the crudest and most macho creatures on the the planet. Not Grak. He came over to our table wearing an immaculate and expertly pressed black waiter's uniform with an equally clean white apron.

"And how are you two lovely ladies this fine morning. My name is Grak and it will be my pleasure to serve you today what would you like?" Wow not only perfectly dressed but well mannered too. We get the number five with the strawberry jam for the waffles that Grak recommended, fruit cups, bacon and again at Grak's recommendation the pumpernickel toast lightly toasted with butter on the side. To drink we request the freshly squeezed orange juice.

Grak sets us up with silverware, plates and glasses of water and not long after he brings out our food.

By the divines the food, where do I start. The waffles are light and fluffy. On some we use the delicious strawberry jam and on the others we put the syrup on. The fruit in our fruit cups are fresh, as though if they were just picked and prepared this very morning. As for the orange juice. It tastes like it was squeezed only minutes before being served. The pumpernickel toast was not too dark and not too light but just right and lastly the bacon, cooked to perfection.

After eating at the Academy's freshman dorm cafeteria for the last week or as we call it the **** and puke this was like we died and went to the Divine Hall.

I don't know about Mia but I'm stuffed. That was so good. We pay for our meal and leave a very generous tip for Grak.

Off to see the cobbler!