May 19: Sunday is My Brunch Day (late edition)

I am sick, the full blown, stuffy nose, itchy eyes, I need a nap, type of sick. Still, it’s Sunday and this is the south. That means brunch!

Today, I dragged myself out of bed, for a pancake. They served pancakes in Armenia, but they were never quite the same. I had them with the right texture, but served cold. I had them served hot, but too doughy. Today, the pancake was just right.

But … I didn’t stop there.

I also ordered a farmer’s omelet and a Mimosa. Now, that’s what I call brunch.

It’s almost 7:30 p.m. and I’m still not hungry.

Post Peace Corps, I can only eat one American sized meal a day. I’m sure this will change. 😂–GGT

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