Plate

All conversation came to a halt when breakfast was served this morning. My friend and I were dining at the new restaurant in Malibu called Plate.

We normally have so much to say to each other...barely being polite enough to let the other finish sentences. But, once we began eating the Eggs Florentine and Buckwheat Pancakes the only sounds coming from us were, "mmmm...so delicious...numie sauce." It was probably the quietist moments in our long relationship.