The client I'm working at right now is in downtown St Paul. I park in a ramp about two and a half blocks away, and since it's cold and dark and I'm a woman, I take the skyway.
Every morning, at approximately 6:17, I walk by a McDonald's. And It. Smells. So. Good.
I can smell the coffee percolating, the bacon sizzling, and the hashbrowns frying.
I see a bacon, egg, and cheese biscuit in my not-so-distant future.