Father’s Day Brunch

You’ve got to be kidding, right?  Father’s Day never made it to the calendar here in Curmudgeon Heights.  It wasn’t a holiday growing up nor in the early years of being a parent.  But still, why not?

The bakery was filled this morning with dads and grand dads being feted.  The aroma of freshly baked bread and freshly brewed coffee filled the air of the room with its low ceilings and a long, narrow wooden table.

Back here it was iced coffee and buttered challah with orange marmalade.

Later tonight?  American waygu cheeseburgers, onion rings, and game 4 of the NBA Playoffs.

We can do without the tie or the cufflinks.

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