Some days start with waffles… and end with football.
This brunch felt like one of those little perfect pauses in the middle of a trip. Golden waffles, warm and crispy, covered with fresh strawberries, raspberries, blackberries, almond slices, and that scoop of vanilla ice cream slowly melting into everything. Sweet, soft, crunchy — all at once.
Then something savory to balance it out: a quiche with a fresh salad, bright cherry tomatoes, shredded carrot, and greens that made me feel slightly less guilty about dessert. And of course, a layered latte — creamy, warm, comforting — with a glass of orange juice on the side.
It was one of those meals where you don’t rush. You talk, you laugh, you enjoy every bite.
And then… the surprise.
A silver official NFL Wilson football. Completely unexpected. Holding it felt symbolic — like a reminder that life is about contrasts. Sweet mornings, bold evenings. Soft waffles, strong coffee. Calm brunch… and competitive spirit.
Good food. Good company. Beautiful surprises.
That’s the kind of day I’ll always remember.