A Sunday afternoon, high 70's, ice cold sweet tea, delicious finger food. Can you just imagine it? The southern belles gathering to talk about the week gone by and the week ahead. Sometimes I feel that I was born in the wrong era. Maybe not. I don't know. I just want to have brunch on a Sunday, in fancy dresses with my friends. Is that too much to ask for? I think not!
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