Last Saturday was my aunt Karen's birthday and we met up with her for brunch at the Original Pancake House. I am now cursing myself for never having been there before because it was fucking incredible! James, per usual, researched the place online beforehand and already decided he was going to order the Apple pancake. Look at the size of that thing! It was basically an apple pie but way better. One of my new years resolutions is to lose weight so I'm really trying to eat healthier. I ordered the vegetarian egg white scramble. It was kinda watery. I hate when they don't drain the veggies before adding the eggs. Anyhoo! Everything else was killer. I had fresh squeezed grapefruit juice and home fries.
I bought Karen a beautiful Art Deco book. She and I once spent an entire afternoon at the antique gallery looking for a piece of erotic artwork for her room. "Pre-War titties! I need some pre-war titties!" We've had a long running inside joke about it ever since and this book was chalk full of them! I just had to get it. :)
After brunch, we all put on our jelly bracelets and cool graffiti coats and went to the mall!
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Karen's German shepherd had a litter weeks ago and I've been biding my time to casually show up at her place for quality puppy time. "Oh, I was just in the neighborhood and decided to stop by and have puppies crawl all over me". I'm a damn freak about puppies. It's serious business. I'm surprised I didn't show up Cruella de Vil style, on the night they were born. Banging on her front door, demanding to know how many and bitching because their eyes weren't open yet.