Globalication and other issues

Dear Big Breakfast,

I curse Globalication in your behave!

I know I ignore you when you are one step away. But when I'm far far away from home. My first thought in the morning is of you.

I don't know if it's the greasy egs, or the remembrance of an early morning after a horrible hangover. Or if it's your hotcakes that I associate to mom, and love, or that beautiful figure of your hash potatos.

Your creator has no limits, he is everywhere, reaches every culture. So when I think you might be near and so far away, when people speak babel languages. I will wake up thinking of you, I will go and find you, where supposedly you should be... but nothing there... Globalication seems to believe that you are not international enough.

And I'm sad because I'm in a foreign country and I can't get your taste, your feel.

I miss you (just when I'm far from home)
sid