Sometimes you go eat at a hyped up neighborhood place, and all you wanna do after, is make like Peggy Olson and strap on the Relaxerciser. You know, because it was so disappointing and you need some satisfaction. Yea you know what I'm talking about, unless you don't watch Mad Men. That's ok. I haven't seen The Wire, and we can't all be perfect. Neither can Rose Water's brunch. The thing about brunch is that I'm rarely impressed. Woo, you have french toast and you used challah bread. It's going to be decently tasting enough. So usually I end up ordering something else...