Neither Studly Doright nor I remembered to make reservations for Easter brunch, and now every place in Tallahassee is booked. Looks like the Easter bunny is going to be dining on whatever this non-cook can cook up.
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Right?!
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Grab and go McDonalds in a park maybe? It’s the ambiance- not the food.
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Chocolate bunnies. The ears are especially delicious.
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I totally agree. I always saved my ears as best for last consumption
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I eat the ears first and often don’t bother with the remainder of the rabbit.
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Teehee. Do it the Italian way: tomorrow is Easter Monday, another holiday here, in which one typically goes out of town for lunch 🙂
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I like that idea.
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