This is just weird. How can there be a continental breakfast you can’t see. This continental breakfast isn’t set up on a table or two, it’s in the real restaurant of the W Hotel in Chicago. Our free continental breakfast is included with our room. We just have to use it. We have to.
All of the non-losers are ordering from the real menu. All of these non-continental people around us have eggs and hash browns. This is not a part of our microscopic menu. We only get one choice of toast, whole fruit, dry cereal, a muffin, or granola. What’s whole fruit? Fruit that isn’t even cut up? Do cheap people eating free even get a knife to cut the whole fruit?
We don’t even get a big coffee pot for our table. We only get a little one. All of the other tables have a tall skinny pot while ours is short and fat. My husband is acting like nothing is hurting his feelings, but I just know that deep down he wishes we were like everyone else at Wave. Instead, we stand out as cheapskates eating for free.
Our server smiles a lot. I think she feels sorry for us. She said we could order from the non-continental menu reserved for non-cheap people and she would only charge us ten dollars no matter what we ordered. This is a secret. We can’t come back another time with our cheap continental coupon and expect another server to give us this kind of deal.
My husband decided he would stick with the little coffee pot and the free granola. This is fine because we are confident. So what if the next table sees our little coffee pot. Their baby is crying. Crying babies in restaurants are worse than cheap free continental breakfast people. True story. I’d rather sit beside a cheap person than a loud baby.
I decided to ignore the crying baby and start eating my whole fruit. Peeling this banana is something I did not expect the kitchen guy to do. He is way too busy making real food from the real menu. Just when we started to settle down and accept our status, the scariest girl in the history of conversation hogs sat down beside us.
Everyone knows at least one conversation hog. She talked about olives for fifteen minutes. No one had an olive response because she never paused. The only way to conquer the almighty conversation hog is to pounce on the pause. These hogs must eventually pause to breathe at some point. This is when the victims must change the subject. These girls never had a chance. We used to feel sorry for ourselves, but we had no choice but to devote our sorrow to the victims at the next table.
I returned to the Wave today for one more free continental breakfast. While living on the edge, I requested my whole fruit arrive none other than not whole. Chefs have sharp knifes. This is something I know. With it being the holiday season and all, my free fruit arrived cut.
The Wave at the W Hotel has outlets everywhere! It’s a great place to have a cup of coffee and charge your iPad. The servers are extra friendly, but most importantly, the fruit is fresh.
Wave at W Hotel
644 North Lake Shore Drive
Chicago, IL 60611
IMPORTANT DISCLOSURE: All of the food received while being cheap at the Wave was free. I had to make sure my husband didn’t forget to bring his continental breakfast coupon or my fruit would not have been free. If I liked short coffee pots and non-cut fruit then I would have said I like short coffee pots and non-cut fruit. My opinion is mine and you can’t have it. END OF THIS IMPORTANT BLOGGER DISCLOSURE INFORMING EVERYONE THIS FOOD WAS FREE.