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<\/a><\/p>\nTo get ready for breakfast, and race day, we spun one of my favorites, \u201cDr. Funkenstein.\u201d Which is Deadmau5 tracks and a vocal that just repeats, \u201cDr. Funkenstein\u201d over and over.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s a lot less awesome when described that way, by the way.<\/p>\n
We visited The Sunshine Cafe this lovely 10th of February. Sunshine Cafe has a sort of generic-looking web site at http:\/\/www.sunshinecafeoftampa.com\/<\/a> and they\u2019re located at 3624 W Gandy Blvd<\/a>“>3624 W Gandy Blvd. Deadmau5 plus reckless driving makes Ivo hungry. I mean honngreeee.<\/p>\n Marek opened the door and Ivo immediately went to this gumball machine. <\/p>\n And had his first of many disappointments in life when he turned the knob and nothing happened.<\/p>\n Comprehensive, if somewhat oddly ordered menu. Appetizers. Breakfasts. Sandwiches. Why not put appetizers over with the other dinner stuff? Ordered alphabetically, I\u2019m thinking.<\/p>\n Dad (my dad, their grandpa) will be interested to know that Sunshine Cafe has scrapple. That\u2019s four or five places in The Bay Area that serve it. <\/p>\n A round of coffee for everyone. Ivo doesn\u2019t get appropriately pingy and start hurling eggs at people until his second cup.<\/p>\n Here\u2019s my prized Dali\/Simpsons t-shirt, purchased from a street vendor in Figueres 15 years ago. Ivo spent 15 minutes pointing at things, saying, \u201cwhat\u2019s this, daddy?\u201d Andy Warhol got his start just like this.<\/p>\n Ivo, doing a bit of faux Kandinsky. Quoth Marek, \u201cI hate abstract expressionism.\u201d<\/p>\n Marek, admiring an example of early 21st century parental neorealist portraiture. Quoth Marek, \u201cThat\u2019s not me, daddy!\u201d Oh, yes it is, son.<\/p>\n Another work of art, from the Edward Hopper School of Grits.<\/p>\n Moments after this quiet picture was taken, Ivo managed to take one of the pre-packaged syrup containers and pry the corner loose, dumping syrup right in his crotch where it was not obvious that he had done so at first glance. More on that later.<\/p>\n I had the \u201cspinach and feta skillet.\u201d While obviously this is not served in an actual skillet, it was still a quality meal artfully served.<\/p>\n Ivo gnawing his way into a packet of butter. A kinder father would open it for him.<\/p>\n Not large pancakes. Perfect for The Ivo, though. And attractive to look at, too.<\/p>\n Here we are in mid-cleanup. A positive puddle of oil under the boy, not unlike what you\u2019d find under a \u201972 Dodge with a bad oil pan gasket. Just sticky and nasty. But only syrup, nothing more. (Though at this point, there was truly no way to know, so I made him sit on a napkin and pretend that everything was normal (which, oddly enough, it sort of was for us.).)<\/p>\n Now that we\u2019re all done talking about sticky, syrup-soaked two-year-olds, I wanted to mention that this was a good breakfast I was having.<\/p>\n Last week, Marek put syrup on his eggs. This week, butter. I read that Einstein did the same thing.<\/p>\n We got grits, just for you, Kim on AM 820!<\/p>\n The bill was around 17 clams for all of us. Not terrible, but not super-cheap. A good amount of chow, so we didn\u2019t feel swindled.<\/p>\n Marek was still ladling butter onto his scrambled, so Ivo took the cash.<\/p>\n And promptly tried to pay this cab driver picking up a take-out order. Shows how good Tampa\u2019s cabbies are. The man said, \u201clook kid, for $20 I can take you to the airport, but no farther.\u201d<\/p>\n Finally, Ivo found the right spot. Who says a two year old can\u2019t apply problem-solving skills?<\/p>\n Smokin\u2019 and Jokin\u2019 on the way home. Notice how Ivo is carrying a jelly packet. That\u2019s not going to be good news for me later on, I can tell.<\/p>\n We stopped on the way home to enjoy the City we call Tampa.<\/p>\n And do what we do best. Which is, right after breakfast, the time-honored hobby of Yelling At Birds.<\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n
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