My parents are in town and they would like to have b-fast at the beach tomorrow. Easy so far, right? But wait. It can't be a "big heavy" brunch for $35. Okay. And my mom might not be in the mood for eggs.
We've asked Mr. Breakfast.
Now, Chowhounds, we turn to you.
We're in Santa Monica, and they want to leave for LAX by 12:30 p.m.
Good night, and good luck.