It has become a bit of a ritual for us. Every Saturday morning we go get breakfast at one of our favorite breakfast places (they serve other meals, too... but bagels are their thing, and they have good coffee). We are there often enough that the servers know us by sight, if not by name.
Our usual server was there this past Saturday, and she is always quite cheerful. She came by with a refill for my coffee, and this is what she says:
"I love breakfast, don't you? I could eat it every other day!"