Had a badminton session with the girlies and of course a catch up isn’t complete until we stuffed our faces at brunch. We went for the option of ‘what’s the closest brunch place’ and thanks those tech-savvy girlies, we were at the kettle black. Like every other brunch place in Melbourne, the routine was the same, you go up to the front, give them your name and how many people in your crew/gang/squad (whatever you all call them these days) and loiter around in front until a table is free and your name gets called out. We were told it was going to be a wait of 35 minutes but some groups didn’t show up when their names were called so we ended up only waiting for 10 minutes (SCORE!).