Mitch Hedberg Quotes

Waffles are like pancakes with syrup traps

Waffles аrе јust awesome bread.

Pancakes are always good.

I always make my favorite pancakes with milk, and I also add some fruit - like a banana or apple with some cinnamon sprinkled on top. I also sometimes put peanut butter on my pancakes!

I am the host with the challah French toast.

I just love maple syrup!

My idea of a perfect breakfast would be French toast with sausages and tea.

I like to use 'I Can't Believe it's Not Butter' on my toast in the morning, because sometimes when I eat breakfast, I like to be incredulous. How was breakfast? Unbelievable.

When I get the chance to make my favorite breakfast on the weekend, I often choose to make pancakes.

While I'm driving north, I'm already thinking about kippers - it's worth the journey just to have kippers for breakfast on Saturday.

I love real maple syrup.

I'm big on cereal. I don't eat a lot of sweets, but when I've got a sweet tooth, I'm going to cereal, that's my go-to.

Who doesn't like a nice Belgian waffle?

I eat a lot of cereal and toast.

Maple butter spread on a tortilla is absolutely delightful.

I usually eat cereal every morning.

Bacon. Crispy. Salty. I could just eat a mountain of bacon for breakfast; it's so delicious.

There's gonna be a general lack of toast in the neighborhood this morning.

You can eat an omelet at midnight, at lunchtime, all day long. It's perfect for every occasion.

Bowl of oatmeal tried to stare me down... and won.

The early bird catches the worm. But I have never been one for worms. I am not sure what the late bird catches, but I will feast with him today. Probably porridge.

If it's not chocolate, it's not breakfast.

I don’t think Kitchen makes this. What’s it called again?" "Jell-O Surprise." Link grinned. "What’s the surprise?" Ridley examined the red gelatin more closely. "What they put in it.

I smell pancakes," Al said as he jauntily smacked Pierce's hat back on the witch's head. "Did the runt make you breakfast?" Al said, leaning over the stove. "Quickest way to a woman's crotch is through her gullet, eh?" he said, leering at Pierce, who was now rinsing out the percolator. "Is it working? I'd be curious to know. I'd buy her a cake or something.

I can recollect nothing more to say at present; perhaps breakfast may assist my ideas. I was deceived -- my breakfast supplied only two ideas -- that the rolls were good and the butter bad.