I can see you all reading this now…judging me…asking “why would you do that? That sounds miserable.” Well, I do it for a few reasons:
1 – my girls know how to have fun and it’s worth the confusion and pain in the morning.
2 – the memories we eventually piece together are some of the most hilarious we make – and we relive them years later.
3 – nothing beats a good breakfast when you have a hangover.
This entry will be mostly about the breakfast…but to give you some background – here’s a little info about the night before. Since Packie lives downtown, we often congregate at her place to start our evenings.

The cover was $5 and there was a live band playing. Our only photo documentation of the evening is one picture of 4 drinks being held up – so I’ll just tell you about it. Bell in Hand offers a free coat check (awesome when you’re bundled up to fight the winter weather) and we found a spot at the bar right in front of the band. They played songs that everyone knows the words to, but that no one would soberly dance to. As you can imagine, the dance floor slowly filled up as the hours passed… All in all, I’d say it was worth it for $5 to get in. The rest of the night was one disaster after another…I’ll be honest, it still hurts to go up stairs. BUT the next morning we found comfort in breakfast food.
Though I haven’t tried any of these interesting selections yet, I’d be willing to bet they are delicious. Based on the quality of the food and the prime location this restaurant snagged in the North End, I’m thinking about taking the family out for brunch here next time they visit. I’ll let you know how it goes!!
A presto,
Little B