It used to be our favorite neighborhood restaurant, period, but they shortened their hours a year or so ago and became all brunch, all the time (or at least until 5 p.m.). So I gave up paella, but despite what Anthony Bourdain had to say about brunch - and if you don't know, look it up - it's still one of my favorite ways to start out a weekend.
The owners are a really sweet couple, and they've sent more than their share of extra goodies our way over the years, so when they recently had a baby boy, I got the dad to hand over one of his baby blanketd.
Fast forward to last week, when mom, dad and baby were all at the restaurant, and I got to hand off the bear.
As you can see, the baby is ridiculously cute, and amazingly placid. Mom is glowing. Maybe this is what happens when you luck out and get a baby who sleeps through the night at the age of 2 months. (But then again, she runs front-of-house at a restaurant. She can get cooperation with an eyebrow, so maybe he's a fast learner?)
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