New Yorkers are so nice and (on a completely different note) breakfast menus

You don't think we're nice? Yes, we are. Here's proof.

(Courtesy of the Kiki Strike blog, my source for pure wackiness.)

The seminary class is meeting at my house for breakfast tomorrow.I haven't decided on the final menu yet. It could be sausage/potato casserole and muffins and fruit

OR

 

it could be hot apple crisp. With ice cream. My idea of a perfect breakfast food (if I don't eat the apple part).

 

Or maybe Cap'n Crunch, Pop-Tarts, and Tang. For those who live dangerously.

I sent an email with the choices to the students. We'll see what the response is, and what kind of mood I'm in when I go grocery shopping tonight.