Since arriving in London I have had one of three things for breakfast everyday: 1) Cold granola with cold soy milk, 2) A cold Clif Bar, 3) Nothing. Our apartment hotel has a kitchenette but it’s tiny and I’m scared of the appliances*. When flipping through my archive of unblogged-about pictures, I came around to these pictures from the Friday morning before I left Canada and wanted to rewind to it SO BADLY. I miss hot breakfast and I want to eat this again. Now! This brunch was facking amazing.