Glo’s
You gotta love Glo’s on East Olive. Their breakfasts never fail to satisfy, even if you have to camp out for a table. I usually spring for the frittata, but today we had variations on Eggs Benedict. Halfway through Luna and I swapped. Luna preferred the salty bacon in my “Blackstone,” and I vastly preferred her “Californian” for its lemony avocado.
Sophie got two separate “Your baby is so beautiful” compliments. The guy, with his overbite and blocky glasses, was a natural comedian. “I mean it,” he said, “because … you know … so many babies are not!” Hilarious. He kept making teh funny with his breakfast companion, a rangy redhead. For once I loved the eavesdropping value of such a tiny restaurant.
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