In celebration of being able to eat solid foods again, I joined the Russkie for brunch at Syrup. Um, how did I not know about this place? They have a few locations and we met at Cherry Creek North. Isn't it so cute?
To say I'm "eating solid foods" is to say that I have developed a productive and adorable system of half gnawing, half gumming my food while tilting my head 45 degrees to the left. This allows me to eat real food and avoid the Grand Canyon that is now in my mouth. The gaping cavity. The Void.
But don't you worry about me. I pulled through my first real meal like a champ.
I mushed my way through the Maryland Benedict: crab cakes, poached eggs, and Hollandaise served on top of crushed tater tots. Arugula salad as an after thought. I mean, on the side.
Ladies and gentlemen, I'm back in business.
Sometimes I want to be distainful of brunches because it is such a stereotypical American Yuppie thing. But mostly I'm jealous. Because I love brunch.
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