Bloody Mary or Cold Soup?
I recently met up with a couple of friends from undergrad, for a delicious brunch. One of them possesses an amazing ability to seek and find amazing little places with some sort of unique feature – grape soda on tap, bacon toffee, amazing wine from a small island off Greece. Pretty much anytime the foodie wunderkind suggests a place it’s prudent to get on board and this time was no exception. We WALKED RIGHT IN to a table at this nice little establishment at 10am on a weekend. Not usually a good sign, but I have that much confidence in her abilities to view it as another bonus about this joint.
The main draw of the locale was that they offer a number* of variations on both the Bloody Mary and the mimosa, which you can order individually – in two sizes – or as flights. While we were hanging out and discussing our lives and our blogs, I was already debating what bits of our time to include in mine in my head…perchance something about it being “a morning of sparkles” – in our conversations, in our eyes, and in our mimosas. Our many, many mimosas. Unfortunately, as I’ve been working on the rehash I can’t seem to get beyond how the hell to make “Bloody Mary” plural.
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