It seemed that we had become accustomed to eating ourselves silly for brunch so we thought a nice trip out to Wine Country and a stop at the Fremont Diner in Sonoma would be fitting. Country cooking with all organic produce and the eggs made right next to us while we ate......awkward....
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| Pull up a barrel and join us pardner..... |
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| Grampa chillaxin' |
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| The girls thought they'd check out the chickens while we waited for our table. As usual, June took to the fence like a monkey in a tree. |
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| Sweetness. |
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| Gramma and Mila checking out the swing seat. |
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| Anton and Grampa opted for the stationary seats. |
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| This was meant to be a lovely picture of the ladies, but June wouldn't co-operate. I like how she is about to knock that woman's coffee out of her hand. |
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| Pretty girl. |
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| Grampa went for the Chicken and Waffles |
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| Anton went for the Chicken Fried Steak |
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| Gramma gave the cheesy grits a try. |
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