Folks in the burbs don’t understand the glorious perfection that is Brunch. It’s more than just breakfast where you can get a burger if you want to. More than just a reason to have eggs for lunch.
It’s like a hug for your soul drenched in hollandaise and allowed to linger in bottomless mimosas.
It isn’t something you wedge into a day – it is the headliner.
RESPECT THE BRUNCH!
Just Sayin’.
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