You're staying at the Paris.
It's Saturday morning, 8am. You're famished.
You get in line at JJs for "quick" bite. Then wait. And wait. Then, just as you feel your stomach writhe in agony, you finally make it to the counter!
You order what any self-respecting bacon lover would: the bacon, egg, and cheese croissant. Now nourishment is in your grasp! Six thick strips of sweet, salty, clog-your-arteries goodness! Oh, and the croissant is actually pretty good, too.
To wash it all down is a steaming cup of the worst excuse for coffee you could spend $3 on. Or you could get a cup of plain hot water for the kids for a reasonable $0.50.