Every morning this week since Andy's arrival, we've walked five blocks to the Metro Diner on Broadway and 100th Street for breakfast. It's not really a tradition, since we've only done it for a week, but it does bring to mind our morning southern-style breakfasts in South Carolina with Anne Marie and Sam in the summer of 2007.
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The Counter |
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Metro serves hearty American breakfasts like pancakes and sausage. That's my favorite. I can't finish my breakfast so I usually bring back the leftovers. Then Andy and I spend the day walking off breakfast.
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Prelude to breakfast |
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