Here are the ladies enjoying a Sunday brunch of lettuce and... well, mostly lettuce. It kind of falls short of what you and I think of as Sunday brunch. There's no waffles or pancakes or sausage or even an omelet bar. No orange juice or mimosas or cranberry cocktail. Just a baggie full of scraps, but the ladies tore into it like it was brunch at the Four Seasons.
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