The next day we went to a delightful little breakfast place that we saw being built last year called Another Broken Egg. As soon as we were seated at a nice, sunny table in front, the waitress came over to take our drink order. "Chocolate milk, please!" It was only after she walked away that I realized I just ordered milk! After almost a year of being dairy-free! It was too late though, and I figured, we're on vacation, what's one little splurge?
And a splurge it was! Looks more like a milkshake than chocolate milk! I enjoyed every sip. And then our breakfasts arrived.
Mmmmmmmhmmmm! I don't go out to breakfast very often, but when I do, I go all out.