A friend was reminiscing the other day about an eatery near our office whose awning exhorted passersby to stop in for "Dinner, Lunch, or Breakfarts." Can't imagine why it went out of business.
A few blocks away was a place called Bon Apetit, which I enjoyed pronouncing as (mis)spelled. When you're truly ravenous, nothing satisfies like a succulent gorilla breast.
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Nothing better than the au bon pain by Prentice Hall! And the custard place.
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