The Breakfast Connundrum: It's January and my time is being swallowed up by that awful beast called "The Busy Season". With Saturday being my only free day I want to be able to sleep in, lounge around, eat a good breakfast and dinner, and catch up on little things in life, like maybe reading a few pages in a book or maybe trying to write something. I'm not even considering being social. Is that too much to ask? Apparently. Saturday brunch poses a problem. I am not going to haul myself out of my apartment at 9, even 10, to get a good table. I will take my time. Which means that by the time I am ready to go, brunch is in full swing and finding somewhere to eat will mean waiting in line. But free time is at a premium! I don't want to wait! Hence - the breakfast connundrum. Andrea's friend Maya recommended Dr. Generosity (2197 Bloor St. W) in Bloor West Village. Andrew and I were in the area, and decided to give it a visit. Unfortunately, we were impatient and despite the teasing menu (crab and spinach eggs hollandaise! cream cheese and strawberry stuffed french toast!), we crossed the street and decided to just get a greasy spoon meal at The Sunset Grill instead. The lineup was even longer. Desperate, hungry and short on time we gave in to our dirty mistress: McDonalds. It was good. When we walked in, on the radio the Zombies asked us, "Who's your daddy?". I'm sorry :/