Brunchin'

A couple weekends ago, we went to a little farmer's market near us to get some tomato and basil plants for our garden since yet another year of trying to germinate from seeds had failed.  The boys were coerced into not complaining with a reminder of the bakery that has a stand at that market with super yummy cookies.  Good good.

Except for we got there to realize the bakery doesn't have a stand there this year.  Oops.  There was a little food cart that had tamales though, so I was good.  Anywho, we got our plants, sprinted to the car to avoid getting struck by lightning, and agreed to lunch at a restaurant.  With the boys.  This rarely goes well.  They are not restaurant kids.  They get impatient waiting for our order at Culver's.  But, there was a Buffalo Wild Wings close by, so we figured we could swing it.  Except for it was before 11am.  Turns out there's not a big enough deman for breakfast buffalo wings for that establishment to be open at 10:15am.  Oops again.

We finally settled on a little place in our town that none of us have tried.  I was leary as it was a diner that most likely wouldn't be super speedy.  But these two were super well behaved, ate all their food, and kept us giggling the whole time.  Who knew they had it in them!?