Breakfast Dining Options
Pulse 🫀
On arrival: Was there life in the room? A lively thrum like a busy waiting room on Monday morning, or flatter than a post-call ECG? Did I need a reservation, or could I walk in like I was on a Code Brown diaper run? Bonus points if the host greeted me like a hot cup of night-shift coffee instead of a toddler faced with broccoli.
Respirations 🌬️
Allergy history: I disclosed my “chronic conditions” (gluten & dairy allergies). Did the server respond with that seasoned-nurse confidence—“I’ve got this”—or consult the attending chef STAT? Was their allergy protocol as reassuring as a negative strep screen, or did I start mentally prepping my epi and steroids?
Temperature 🌡️
Food exam: Was the presentation as sharp as a perfectly written SOAP note, or more like my kid’s Play-Doh project? Were allergy-friendly markers clear, or did I have to play detective? Most importantly: did my taste buds feel loved, or was I stuck with something blander than a hospital tray dinner?
Diagnosis ✅
Dining out with allergies = one-woman clinic: risk assessment, consults, charting, and praying for a safe follow-up. Chart complete!
Blood Pressure 🩸
The stress test: Did I stay calm and normotensive while eating, or did my anxiety spike with every bite? At discharge (aka the check), was I already planning my next visit—or would I rather triage a toddler tantrum than return?
Prasino
Will this be go to sunday brunch or do I discharge myself and never return.
True Food Kitchen
Truly delicious or Truly a pass?