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Let us put to rest that whole “Cleveland rocks” anthem. It doesn’t, and certainly not the airport. Drew Carey never ate the “Original Breakfast” at Max & Erma’s inside of Terminal C, or judging by the look of him he did and continues to. Let us also put to rest anything being served at an eating establishment on plastic plates. Just ’cause it’s an airport doesn’t excuse any culinary effort whatsoever. I’ve been to Detroit Metro; I’ve had a breakfast sandwich at the Don Shula’s in West Palm Beach. It can be done.

And bad food can amplify other awfulness around you. For instance: I’ve never had a bad meal listening to The Replacements, or watching season two of Deadwood, but at Max & Erma’s you can bet the TV’s always on Fox & Friends in the Morning, volume down of course so that patrons can listen to The Killers. I don’t know, playing the song “Mr. Brightside” while I eat food from off the set of Grapes of Wrath felt like a special brand of SLAP. How about something a little more situation appropriate Max and Erma?

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“Is There Life After Breakfast” by Ray Davies for instance.

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