Nothing is more torturesome than the pictures I take of brunch and I know I’ve declared that before. I think it’s pancakes that kill me the most. These pancakes were perfect. Not too thick. Not too dry. Perfect. La Taza Coffee House, you have won me over. And I have forgiven you for not posting your brunch menu online. Also beautiful was the Gautemalan:
Beans, eggs, tortillas, and plaintains. Legit Guatemalan. Also legit: eating outside with my friend Lucy’s old friends. And this super cool mailbox we found down the street:
And one more pictures of the pancakes for the road:
My goodness. Virginia was fun and we started things right.




My neighbor has a mailbox that large. Its not for show, its their real mailbox.