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This
past Easter, I had brunch with my family in New York at Maialino.
I think we are all on the same wavelength about brunch (and about facing
other people early in the morning) because we sat down at the civilized
hour of 2pm.
After we
all ordered what we wanted and we also added a basket of pastries for
us to share. Before the waiter walked away, someone said, “Let’s get an
olive oil muffin, too.”
 Ripping into
that muffin and taking bites of it, we each stopped what we were
doing and said, “Wow, that’s good!” If I had been by myself (and paying),
I probably would have ordered another one. But instead, I kept my mouth
shut and finished brunch along with everyone else.
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