I arm-twisted my husband into going for brunch one Saturday morning. He had wanted to sleep in, but caved in to the veiled threat of a cold war which could result in him having no clean clothes to go to work in the following week.
So, all of us got up early on Saturday and headed with the kid in tow to a very of-the-moment restaurant known for people banging down its doors for its food.
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