It is early morning.
Okay, it's 8:30.
But that's early on a Saturday.
I'm with two of my favorite guys.
How could he not be in my top three?
They're taking me to breakfast.
A wise decision.
Mama needs her breakfast.
We stop here.
It's my favorite.
More points for my menfolk.
I love this place.
They tolerate my cooing over darling embroidery and frilly tom-foolery.
Then we eat.
I enjoy every bite.
But the meal would not be complete without a few rounds of The Game.