"Just a 20-minute wait," we were told. Sure we could wait 20 minutes for brunch. No problem. They've got a bench. The weather's nice.
About an hour later, the four of us started to give the hostess the stink eye. Come on, we're huuuunnngggrrreeeee.
Oh yeah.
It was soooo worth the wait.
Look at that flying biscuit and those creamy grits. I'd wait another hour and fly another 4 to Atlanta for a brunch at The Flying Biscuit with friends. What a Perfect Moment.
oh yeah. sometimes you just need a biscuit.
Robin & Sue, Tempe, Arizona
2 comments:
Nice! You're taking me back... Love the pics. Something I should add to my blog, huh?
Go for it, Lina. Just link back to us for credit. Thanks.
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