Brunchy At Tweety (Tweet)

On Sunday I rolled out of bed and met up with She Who (with a brief showing by M. Lady) at Tweet. We waited the forty five minutes for a seat and, though a long wait, weren't disappointed.
I had the classic eggs Benedict, though I was tempted by the biscuits and gravy.
On the walk home I heard a bird and looked up. If you find the bird you will win nothing...unless you want a scarf. Wait, never mind, this bird is way too easy to find for a scarf. Oh well. It's there.