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It's happened to us all. You were out drinking on Saturday night. You may or may not have slept on your friend's couch. You wake up on Sunday around 1 with a hangover and a burning desire for something delicious in your belly. Everyone piles in the car, protesting at the brightness of that damn sun, giggling, still a little delirious from the night before. If this ever happens to you, and you're in the area, I feel totally confident suggesting you go to jackelope jack's for the best meal of all: BRUNCH.
an excuse to eat breakfasty food and drink alcohol to cure your hangover/start a new buzz going. while some people are in church worshipping the lord, i am a devotee at the altar of the mimosa.
we sat outside, much to my chagrin...but you kind of have to on a day as beautiful as this particular sunday. despite following the shade under the umbrella as the afternoon lengthened and more drinks were ordered, my vampire skin burnt to a crisp, but everything was so delicious it was totally worth it.
I got a mimosa, natch, and the three-cheese omelet. It was cheddar, provolone, and some other cheese I don't remember. It came out with some of the best home fries i've ever had, along with a side of bacon which was cooked perfectly. Everyone else's meals looked similarly delectable. I wish I had thought to take a picture because it was a damn attractive plate of food.
The only snag was when we ordered pancake shots (jameson+frangelica chased with orange juice...seriously tastes EXACTLY like a pancake.) and there was no frangelica...a rude awakening, that. no one needs a shot of straight jameson to the face before they've even had their coffee. (at least, not me or my friends...) but they quickly fixed the problem and comped us the shots.
So to wrap up this epic screed, if you're hungover, looking to get drunk again in the day without feeling guilty (the Rules Of Brunch) go by Jackelope Jack's. get the pancake shots. sure, they cost as much as my omelet, but who doesn't love getting drunk on pancakes!?
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