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Holiday Brunch – My Favourite Meal time

‘Eat when you are in acute starvation, only then does the food taste very luscious irrespective of quality”. And the holiday brunch serves the right substance for the same. The brunch is the odd mealtime which neither serves as breakfast nor the lunch. It is the meal eaten normally towards later part of early day, when the breakfast time is long gone but the lunch time is yet to come. It is the meal normally consumed at 10 AM to 11 AM in the morning.
And this is my favourite mealtime. The other night, when I know the next day is a holiday, I find myself holding myself for long night. No matter how much the wall clock buzz reminding that the time is venturing into deeper darkness, my eyes shows no sign of drowsiness. I find myself reading books, writing fantasies and watching televisions. I am crazy, really crazy.

Sometime the crow goes cock-a-doodle-do when I am actually retiring into bed, announcing that the dawn is slowly breaking up. And when my neighbourhood prepares to wake up for the day, I am slowly closing my eyes. This is the bad habit I have inculcated yet there is no way I can get rid of this. Last many years of my lives into such habits has had ingrained in my blood and flesh this awful routine.

The time I wake up for the day, the sun is already high up in the sky. The people have traveled many kilometers but I am here still on the bed. This is the reason why I don’t like early guests. They disturb my peaceful slumber but if anyone is out looking for me, I think they resort to come early to catch me.

But suddenly I realize that I have not eaten for the day. My stomach yearns for the food. I lazily wake up and go to kitchen to the mercy of some leftover of the other day. Finally, when I have laid down the food on the dinning table, the clock shows 10:30 AM. What meal is this supposed to be? Breakfast or Lunch? None but the BRUNCH. And sure enough, this is real good mealtime.

Anyone willing to try this habit???

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