The Comfort Inn on Demonbreun Street in Nashville ran out of hard boiled eggs, even though the breakfast lady says she started with 60. Who ate them? I never see anyone else eating them. People go for the make your own waffles, donuts, all the refined high-carb stuff, not the hard-boiled eggs, which in this case were in a refrigerator and barely visible. Oh, well. I asked at the front desk where to get a full breakfast, and they sent me across the street to the charming if unoccupied Greek Islands Restaurant. The lovely young server said, "Choose any table." I shouted "Choose any table! You can't be serious!" She recommended the Pita Wrap, which she has every day. It is available with scrambled or fried eggs. The fried egg version sounds absolutely fascinating with runny yolks when you cut into it. But I cautiously went with the scrambled. There are other choices including the filling. Choose any cheese. Choose any breakfast meat. I'm not a retired tennis hot-head, so I didn't really shout 'You can't be serious." I substituted fresh fruit for the breakfast potatoes. A splendid breakfast, and before I left some other folks had started to drift in and place their orders. Maybe the Comfort Inn had also run out of waffle batter. The server, the cook and the manager all got a peek at my photo and the manager asked me to quote him on breakfast, lunch and dinner menus with custom food photography. This is the first menu prospect to result from my breakfast photo project. I would love to do their menus. The server said (believably, because she is quite beautiful) that she works as a model and would be available if I should need a model. I explained that food photography techniques make people look not so good, and vice versa.

After wandering a bit, we found a restaurant offering a good deal on shabu shabu, a traditional dining style where you cook your own meat at the table in a hot pot. The tables all have these cool inductive cooking surfaces, which helps keep the room cooler while you're eating.