Brunch

On Sunday we met my cousin Dona for brunch at Yolk. There was a half hour wait which gave us a chance to chat outside. The food was good (I didn't sample the red velvet french toast - but that's got to be something else) as was the service. The conversation was great though it had to be conducted at the top of our voices. As Dona noted, being Indian, we're good at that. When we came back out, we asked Partha to take a group photo. Evan refused to look at the camera. Then he scowled. And finally he entertained us all the way to the metro station.