Looking Good Doing It.

My sister made an accurate point about my blog post from yesterday. I described Andrea and myself as looking good without sharing any photos of the two of us from our weekend adventures.

And I'm usually so good about including photos.

It's hard to decide if your best friends grow up. When Rachel cut her hair short, it didn't seem any different to me. That's how I knew her at the beginning of our friendship. Andrea is still so adorably boppy about life that it's hard to tell if we've really grown up.


And then I remember that Rachel has a kid, and Andrea works across the street from 30 Rock in NYC, and I realize we really have grown up. And we do look good doing this grown-up thing.


Mmmm. Well, most of the time.

And because I love to take pictures of the food I eat to inspire you to visit, here's brunch from Saturday at Tunnicliff's Tavern in Eastern Market. This is quite possibly the best french toast I have ever had in the whole wide world. It was really good french toast.


Going to brunch is definitely a grown-up thing to do.