A weekend brunch is something of a tradition over here. It's a large meal drunk (usually with Bloody Marys - the acceptable pre-noon booze) with friends. V was over from the UK office on a work trip so I took her and friends to Home; a very nice hostelry in the neighbourhood.
It was a damn good brunch. Met some interesting people, caught up with V's news and completely forgot to collect the UK to US power converter she's brought over.
Bugger.
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