Walking to Harry's

Saturday morning (not early enough) I walked to Franks. Then I called home and DD3 got up on the second attempt. She and DW made it over to Franks for a great comfort breakfast.

I had to wait at least 30 minutes to get a table. This place is small. Yet people keep their tables for a while. Actually service is lazy, even with all the waiting. Once you have the table there is no attempt to hurry you along. We bought two big breakfasts and split it for three people. That works great here, each of us got a good breakfast.

DD3 and her mom. Isn't it cute?











Me and DW. I'm too wet for her to snuggle.