Le Sunday Brunch

I went to bed last night knowing I needed a feast for brunch this morning. I imagined going out and ordering lots of food off a decadent menu. But then I ended up cooking. I didn’t need the guilt from consuming bread-y and buttery foods that would later make me feel weighted down and yuck-o (pardon the toddler speak). I didn’t need to spend money. Then I ate the leftover mushrooms over lettuce for a snack, with a squeeze of fresh lemon. Today is a hungry-all-day kind of day. I really need to get off my butt soon. šŸ™‚

le brunch


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