Most of the places around me start serving brunch at 11, but there's no point in going before noon because that's the earliest you can get a real mimosa or bloody mary.
Could just be a hoax, though. I fake some headaches, everyone gets used to poor helpless Spike. Then one day, no warning, I snap a spine, bend a head back, drain 'em dry. Brilliant.
Spike ,'Potential'
What Happens in Natter 35 Stays in Natter 35
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Jessica - May 06, 2005 8:43:09 am PDT #1886 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Jesse - May 06, 2005 8:44:05 am PDT #1887 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
The entire city seems not to wake up until after noon on the weekends.
I think that varies by neighborhood, but yeah. A great thing about trying to do stuff when my parents are visiting is how early they live. So we went to the "hot" brunch place, but we went at like 9 in the morning -- no wait!
msbelle - May 06, 2005 8:44:07 am PDT #1888 of 10001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
In NYC, brunch = the first meal of any Saturday or Sunday, if eaten out of the house. doesn't matter time, menu, nuthin. unsurprisingly, I have had brunch at BK.
Connie Neil - May 06, 2005 8:45:29 am PDT #1889 of 10001
brillig
Topic!Cindy - May 06, 2005 8:47:11 am PDT #1890 of 10001
What is even happening?
In less than a half an hour, I am going to Julia's Kindergarten Tea Party. The last time I attended a Kindergarten Tea party, it was with Benjamin's class. Julia and Chris (in a stroller!!!) accompanied me. Scott is home today. He was up working 'til 4:30am, on an install that never did work, so Chris will stay home.
The last time I went to Kindergarten Tea party was September 11, 2001.
Topic!Cindy - May 06, 2005 8:51:56 am PDT #1891 of 10001
What is even happening?
Hee, connie!
§ ita § - May 06, 2005 8:53:30 am PDT #1892 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I call it brunch if I'm meeting people. Breakfast is what I eat by myself, or at a greasy spoon in the wee hours of the morning, probably with Kat.
In Montreal, it's breakfast no matter what the time or who's with me. It's a breakfasty sort of city -- I've breakfasted out three times in one day -- my friends stagger their waking, so sometimes breakfast is at 9, sometimes at 4.
Calli - May 06, 2005 8:55:11 am PDT #1893 of 10001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
In Montreal, it's breakfast no matter what the time or who's with me. It's a breakfasty sort of city -- I've breakfasted out three times in one day -
Sounds like Merry and Pippen would love it there.
tommyrot - May 06, 2005 8:56:51 am PDT #1894 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Plus doesn't Canada have a law that says everything must be printed in English and Elvish?
§ ita § - May 06, 2005 8:58:20 am PDT #1895 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Sounds like Merry and Pippen would love it there.
I'd be delighted to show them from Cora's to Santropol and then over to Eggspectations. As many times as they wanted. And then we could go for real bagels!