2 entries from srah blah blah tagged with 'brunch':

You don't know me/ You don't know me at all

My family went to the Sheraton for brunch this morning, but apparently all of our regular waitpeople had enough seniority to take the Thanksgiving weekend off. Our waitress, rather than saying, "Earl Grey tea all around?" like usual, asked us if anyone wanted coffee. What what what?! What is the point of being ludicrous regulars if tales of our orders and our foibles are spread to most - but not all - of the staff? "She must be new," we concluded. "N00b!" I said to Alfie. "Rookie of the Year," she responded. Then more constructively we determined, "We'll break her...

srah - Sunday, 30 November 2008 - 9:15 PM
Tags: brunch, nablopomo, nablopomo 2008, srahfam

They're gonna recognize my eyes, my hair, my teeth, my boobs, my nose

When I blogged about how I'd always wanted to Become A Regular Somewhere I completely forgot that my family are already regulars for Sunday brunch at the Sheraton in Ann Arbor. I probably forgot it because I am always trying to forget it. It would be nice if it were because we go there frequently, but it's because we've become recognizable. A few years ago, I was to meet my family at the Sheraton for brunch. They arrived before I did and the host was amused to watch as they danced around the table, trying to decide where they should...

srah - Sunday, 25 November 2007 - 9:44 PM
Tags: ann arbor, brunch, nablopomo, nablopomo 2007, neuroses, srahfam