Once upon a time my Sunday brunch libation of choice would have been a Bloody Mary, or perhaps a Last Word if I was feeling decadent. I never got into the mimosas, but in a pinch they would do. These days I still crave the bite of a Bloody, and that delicious horseradish burn, and thankfully it doesn’t require liquor to duplicate the taste, so the Virgin Mary is my current Sunday sustenance when I want something savory.
Most weekends, however, aren’t calling out for a savory breakfast treat, and so a simple decaf latte will do, when I’m not doing the usual tea. It’s a treat in which I indulge for those lulls in life when you just need a little dose of self-pampering. A spell of solitude in the local cafe, idly scrolling through your phone or reading a book, is one of life’s greatest and easiest pleasures. Happy Sunday morning to you.
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