Careful there BJT, there a lot of special words that begin with that letter, and I might take offense if I was addressed that way on a public forum.
We're in Sleepy Hollow, below the highway.......... the poor cousins of the Quakie Haven brethren. There is a metal elk wind vane on the porch railing and a elk sign setting in the window, and the roof don't leak, yet! But the little darling is due for an upgrade. That fire last spring nearly put it to sleep........ whew, that was a close one!!
It's humble but sufficient.
You'd alway be welcome to come by for biscuits and gravy, any time my friend, it would be my distinct privilege to hang couple of scrambled eggs on you.
My boys usually need food around 10:30 a.m. Too lazy to get up and eat before the morning hunt.
By the way, after the Bowery closes, we drop down a layer. Tina makes a mighty fine breakfast and she takes better care of us deer and elk hunters than the Forest Service allows the Bowery to do. (They turn off the Bowery's water a month too early. Damn thoughtful of them, in my opinion. NOT! )