On our way home, we stopped in Phoenicia, NY for a not-so-quick but delicious brunch at Sweet Sue's. Here's Karen laughing about the size of her pancakes.
Sunday was soooo cold. I remember bundling up and hiding my face all the way to meet up with this guy for a mega-brunch after a LATE night. Pancakes, RESTORE ME.
Later that afternoon, we went to some place on Clinton Street for brunch. I love candid brunch shots. Look at Gurj's adorable little smile! She's so happy with her pancakes!
Henceforth, I christen thee: David Bacon. (If anyone asks you can pretend it's after Francis Bacon. You can say that you admire his contribution to the modern scientific method with his insistence that investigation should always begin with observable fact...and not because you just really, really love bacon.
All Life Cafe had to order was a plate of scrambled eggs with half-assed home fries. (But anyone who has eaten at Life Cafe will know that this dish is actually an improvement on their normal brunch menu. Someone should permeantly cut the power to their kitchen. Jesus).