brunner

fresh off thursday's ridiculously yummy mac'n'cheese, i went for brunch at the oliver and bonacini café grill and ordered - what else - the mac'n'cheese.

it was alright but not nearly as good. it was a huge portion and it very nearly beat me. i refused to let it get the best of me and polished off every bite like an obsessed maniac. then i felt sick. it was enough to be my breakfast, lunch, and dinner. my brunner. why do i do this to myself?



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