Anyway, next day it was back to basics. Breakfasts were included, but our fearsome foursome had to manage lunches and dinners for themselves. Here they are sitting down to something probably not on my list of preferred foods, but then I'm strictly a meat-and-potatoes, burgers and dogs kinda guy. (Not only have I not matured much, but my taste buds are stuck in the '50s...ah, those were the good ol' days, my friends.)