Sunday

He just put away the TexMex Slam. Doesn't he look happy?

Saturday and Sunday's outings remain. Breakfast is a must. But the bakeries in our neighborhood are closed for summer vacation. No bagels. No brioche. Instead we ventured 2 miles down Magazine Street to a little diner for some pancakes, hash browns, bacon, and eggs. We like the change and don't mind the car ride. I especially like the plate of white carbs accented with butter I order...pancakes, hash brown, biscuit. We'll do it again next weekend, while waiting to return to our routine.