When our food finally came, we were exasperated and eventually disappointed. I got five pieces of bacon, each bespeckled with potentially carcinogenic grill bits. Mmmm. They were also too crispy for my liking. The eggs were fine, but one of our party ordered over-hard that came decidedly medium. The potatoes were shredded and were frozen the night before. They were indubitably piled in a huge potato scrum on the grill as some were underdone and some were barely done. They were seasoned lightly, so if they were cooked properly they would have been tasty. The toast was standard toast, but the French toast somebody else had was coated in an impenetrable barrier of cinnamon, causing the syrup to drip off like a drooling dog.

The orange juice elicited an “ugh” from the breakfaster. The colour was off and it was pungent like it was powdered. Tang would have been better.

The good parts of the meal were the smoothies (my piña colada was delicious) and the Frank’s hot sauce.  That’s about it. Sorry Micheal (what’s up with the spelling?), but your name is attached to a bad brekkie.

September 27 2008

Micheal P's
2870 Pembina Highway

Hours of operation:

Mon - Sat      9 AM - 2 AM

Sun                9 AM - 12 PM

Two Eggs - $6.95

I was warned about this one. Mediocrity was expected, and boy did it fulfill that prophesy. It’s an old Pony Corral location, if that’s any hint. It’s also in the arse-end of town (spitting distance from the Perimeter Hwy) making it arduous to go to for just about anybody.

Micheal P’s is a family-style restaurant. There is an actual Micheal, and he is the son of the owner. The mom and daughter own it. They serve up big portions and puzzlingly, have a drive-thru (yes, even for brekkie! A first!). The place is plastered in good intentions. You know what they say about good intentions… they don’t cook good breakfast.

Our server was nice, but it took a full

f#ck!ng hour for our food to arrive. On that particular day the owner was cooking because of a lack of staff. They actually had to get an employee who wasn’t working that day to come in and make our smoothies (which were quite tasty).

Our average-tasting coffees were refilled about a hundred times before our food came, leaving us jittery-legged and staring at the stuffed animals craftily deposited around the place. Apparently it’s a “thing” to procure a stuffed animal from the vending machine in the lobby and hide it in the restaurant.

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Scared. So very scared!