Blue Flag flowers

Phil and Sheila stopped off on their way home from a bike ride up north and stayed overnight. I was prepared to make breakfast this morning. Had on hand milk, eggs, fresh fruit, and cereal. As usual, had baked fresh bread on Saturday and even had the makings for Quiche Lorraine. They could have anything my culinary skills (limited as they are) could produce. Phil came out of the guest bedroom while I was brewing coffee. "Let's eat breakfast at Katie's." he said. "I'll buy." All of the food I had would keep. A free meal. Who would pass that up?