I'm prone to ridiculously early lunches. What can I say? I'm starving by 10:30 most days. I've lamented this lameness on Twitter long ago. (Well, a month ago.)
Trying to hold out to a more reasonable time for lunch. Feel like a senior citizen busting out the mid-day meal at 10:30. Followed by... No real breakfast, early lunch...that's BRUNCH. Why the shame? I should own my brunch.
And now, I do. AS DO PARISIENS. According to the NY Times, anyhow. Of course, they are eating actual brunches (bloodies and all), in chic cafes, à dimanche. But, in all other ways, virtually the same.
Me.
Them.
C'est la même chose!
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