Before I get crucified for my thoughts on goetta (pronounced 'get-uh'), I would like to preface this by saying that I am not a huge fan of sausage (or really any breakfast meats). Now that that's out ...

It’s the only thing we want. Some goetta, some eggs and maybe some hash browns or toast. These are the foods that draw my wife and me, like some sort of spell, to diners on Sunday mornings. Even ...