We went to Mama's Royal Cafe on Broadway for breakfast this morning, which was an excellent call. Sleep-deprived people need omelets. In an amusing bit of restaurant karma, the guy who just about ran over Dennis to be ahead of us going into the restaurant so that he could put his name on the list first got a really crappy table next to the cashier, which pretty much dooms one to a constant parade of other people's asses entirely too close to one's head. We got a nice table in the calmer part of the place about thirty seconds later. So, heh. Jerk.
More moving today. Whee. Definitely in the home stretch, though.
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