Breakfast at the Sporting Grill
For me the day started unusually but well. As we arrived in at breakfast at 6.30am, they were playing my CD collection. Country music, Brad Paisley to be precise.
The raft of TVs were showing different channels of American football, but the waitress kindly switched over the two nearest to us so we could both watch the first day of the Ryder Cup golf – and also added subtitles for the commentary.
We decided on something different for breakfast. So here is my choice. Smoked brisket tacos with scrambled egg, sour cream and Pico de Gallo (chilli salsa), hash browns, served, slightly bizarrely I felt for breakfast, with a green salad.
Stephanie had Mushrooms Benedict, and once again I was suprised at the translation between egg cooking methods in English and in American. Poached eggs were not poached in water but cooked in a ramekin – not as nice. And once again it was served with not only a green salad but also some sliced carrot!
And after watching the Europeans beating the USA in the first day’s golf (and cheering only inwardly or course), it was time to leave Denver for Colorado Springs and finally meet big sis.
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