Last weekend when my Dad had to pick Christopher and me up from our failed practice half marathon, we sat in front of Black Bear Diner. It smelled so good. After that, I wanted to introduce my family to the deliciously gigantic meals at Black Bear. There was quite the wait, but it was nice to have that time to hang out with my family. We normally go to pho or Nations, which is quite fast.
Both my Dad and brother got the steak breakfast with
three eggs, two pancakes, and two biscuits.