ita is killing me.
Told ya not to call her "Bobita."
Yesterday, my life's like, 'Uh-oh, pop quiz!' Today it's like, 'rain of toads.'
Xander ,'Beneath You'
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.
DXMachina - May 06, 2005 9:03:28 am PDT #1900 of 10001
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.
Jesse - May 06, 2005 9:04:52 am PDT #1901 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
What with having class at dinner time, I'm getting into eating breakfast, brunch, linner, and then a late snack.
§ ita § - May 06, 2005 9:05:20 am PDT #1902 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
ita is killing me.
Sorry Brenda. Except, not really. We had to eat at Ben's the last time I was there (cranky father, bad-kneed mother) and it was so sad. I mean, if you hate smoked meat (as I do) it's a waste of a meal in lovely Montreal.
Yup, Cindy, all responsible (although expecting nothing to come of it). I also have an orthopedic appointment for Monday, since my wrist has been acting up. So responsible.
brenda m - May 06, 2005 9:06:46 am PDT #1903 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Ugh, Ben's. Though I will admit to a fondness for Schwartz's.
I was just thinking about Santropol the other day. I used to live about across the street.
§ ita § - May 06, 2005 9:09:25 am PDT #1904 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I used to live about across the street.
Oh, cool and tempting. Even though I go back to the city every year, it's been at least ten since I ate at Santropol. Must make a note to do that this year. I think I didn't mind eating at Reuben's -- certainly not their smoked meat, though. Must have been a cheesecake thing.
sarameg - May 06, 2005 9:10:07 am PDT #1905 of 10001
I don't think I've had breakfast out in a very very very long time. Probably not since childhood. Brunch-defined-by-food was probably a couple years ago?
DavidS - May 06, 2005 9:12:14 am PDT #1906 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
The last time I went to Kindergarten Tea party was September 11, 2001.
Dude, if you were writing for Alias I'd claim this was highly anvilicious.
§ ita § - May 06, 2005 9:12:26 am PDT #1907 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I'm so sad! Lulu's Blue Plate has disappeared! I need to find a new brunchy/fancy breakfast place.
Calli - May 06, 2005 9:14:06 am PDT #1908 of 10001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
When I lived in Carrboro I was within walking distance of sort of a post-hippie diner named Elmos. (Post-hippie=served granola and hummus and bacon, all on the same plate if you asked.) They had the best coffee ever, as well as damned fine huervos rancheros. I remember going there one Saturday for brunch, drinking about 7 cups of coffee, and then burbling to my roommate about how beautiful everyone in the room was.
Cashmere - May 06, 2005 9:18:00 am PDT #1909 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Best breakfast we ever had was at El Sol Y La Luna in Austin, TX. I love freshly made tortillas served up with migas with chorizo and refried beans on the side.