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	<title>Comments on: Brunchin&#8217; is a Habit: Waiting for the Bran ($26 in My Hand)</title>
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		<title>By: Michael Procopio</title>
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		<dc:creator>Michael Procopio</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Sep 2009 17:55:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;m not a frequent bruncher, but when I brunch, I am in it for the long haul. Granted, I am usually ravenous by the time my food arrives, but there is something about the anticipation-- the watching of waiters as they enter the dining room or (preferably) patio with their arms heavy with egg dishes and pancakes, the feeling of envy when observing one&#039;s fellow brunchers tuck into their hashes long before you, the sudden blindness the late  morning sun causes when it hits you smack in the eye because you decided to be nice and give someone else the shade, the sweet panic of wondering whether or not your coffee mug is going to be refilled as you get down to the last two or three sips-- that I find oddly satisfying and entertaining.

Thanks for an entertaining read.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m not a frequent bruncher, but when I brunch, I am in it for the long haul. Granted, I am usually ravenous by the time my food arrives, but there is something about the anticipation&#8211; the watching of waiters as they enter the dining room or (preferably) patio with their arms heavy with egg dishes and pancakes, the feeling of envy when observing one&#8217;s fellow brunchers tuck into their hashes long before you, the sudden blindness the late  morning sun causes when it hits you smack in the eye because you decided to be nice and give someone else the shade, the sweet panic of wondering whether or not your coffee mug is going to be refilled as you get down to the last two or three sips&#8211; that I find oddly satisfying and entertaining.</p>
<p>Thanks for an entertaining read.</p>
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