I would get up, get myself, and my son, dressed, we'd wolf down breakfast, I'd rush him to school, then commute to work.
Christmas morning: The kids throw on their clothes and wolf down breakfast so they can rip open their presents, while their grandparents loiter over their toast and coffee, seemingly more intent on finishing their meals than examining the holiday loot.
They're the sort of forsaken, in-between locales where travelers don't usually stop except to buy gas or wolf down truck-stop breakfasts before moving on to bigger, brighter places, but Shepard's restless, red-eyed alter ego treats them as destinations, not just pit stops, abiding in them until they yield their secrets.
In some homes, parents organize the competition; to encourage Darwinian resilience among his elder four sons, Samuel Marx set out three sweet rolls each morning; as soon as a brother had wolfed down his breakfast, he was permitted to grab a roll, leaving the slowest eater empty-handed.
The next morning, after wolfing down a breakfast of French toast and oatmeal, we drove another four miles to the end of Mineral King Road, where our reward was a glistening meadow with open vistas of avalanche-scoured peaks.
He arrived there moments after taping his appearance on "Fox News Sunday," and paused briefly in the green room to wolf down a couple of breakfast sausages before facing its host, Tim Russert.
Up at 4am, have a trucker shower (none), a huge breakfast with everything meat, hammer a gigantic coffee, hack a couple Marlboro's, wolf down some mini-pink donuts, take a shit alongside every other grunting trucker and hit the road.
He makes a brief call on his cellphone, gets his ankles taped and wolfs down a quick breakfast.
"Let's go track The Wolf down," one suggests.
You aren't meant to wolf down several.
For dessert, he would wolf down sundaes and chocolate bars.
