I just returned from a whirlwind vacation with people who plan parties. Many of whom, do so for a living. The night before we had our night plotted from 3pm onward, the evening following our time at Soupesoup we had plans that involved a limo and some syrup. We're plotters, and like small children, we do best collectively when we're sticking to a schedule.
On this Sunday morning we decided to wing it.
Sooo we were all wandering around like hungry zombies, break up vibes were in the air and places either had two-hour lines (sup L'Avenue) or looked stupid (name withheld to protect what is probably a totally fine restaurant).
Soupesoup served brunch and had a patio, which made it good enough for us. I had a mimosa, the breakfast sandwich and an Americano. They were all delicious and I would happily sit in the sun and eat eggs here again. Hell, maybe next time I'll even try some soup.