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| - Brunch is my second favourite meal next to Lupper!
I used to live around the corner to this place, so Sunday Brunch with my roommate here was a must. It is definitely an enchanting place, and the Eggs Benedict is delicious! (so are the waffles, french toast, etc.)
So imagine this:
You wake up Sunday morning with a foggy recollection of the night before, your voice a little hoarse from possibly yelling, Let's do shots!! repeatedly at a night out with friends at the local watering hole (this tale is unconfirmed, so just go with it) You drag yourself to the couch, with a giant glass of water, and you sit there for an hour or two dozing in and out of consciousness, when your roommate finally rolls out of bed, and says, Im hungry, you? You grunt lightly signaling to her, that it's a yes, and you begrudgingly put on clothing that will help you blend in with humans.
You walk up the street, and you notice there are other stragglers for Sunday feeling about as good as you do. You happen upon a bistro that seems relatively incognito from the outside, but once inside, you notice the breakfast paradise you've waltzed into. There is a wooden motif, you see brick, and these gorgeous french doors. You plop yourself down, and look at the menu, and slowly humanity seems not too far off. An earl grey tea to gently coax you back into society, and once your food arrives, you realize that, hey I can deal with today. After breakfast, you take in the surroundings, and you feel full, and warm, and ready to start your day (at 3pm), which coincidentally is great time to start thinking about Lupper.
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