Take a moment with us to pause and imagine. It’s Sunday morning. The sun is shining, the birds are tweeting, and your head is pounding harder than an impromptu Stomp performance at Berghain. You need sustenance. Filling, delicious sustenance - orange yolk eggs, thick cuts of sesame sourdough, chunky bacon, feta here, feta there. You also need air. Lovely, lovely fresh air. Eat, breathe. Breathe, eat. Maybe a sip of something tomato juice and vodka-spiked when you’re feeling a little perkier too. Now stop imagining, and go to Brunswick East. It’s got everything you need, everyday of the week.
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