Ritz Carlton for Breakfast

As has become a bit of a tradition we ate Christmas breakfast at the Ritz. The same one that I proposed to Heather to at. We took a moment to review how the whole thing went down. Thank god she said yes.

It was my father, Kendra, Matt, Heather and me. We got a very cool little semi-private cubby hole with red walls, a mural and curtains. Decent food although given the price I would have found more value at a Waffle House... without the ambience as Heather notes.

I think we started going to the Ritz because it's neutral ground, quick and easy. After my parents got divorced I think that Christmas was high value but neither of them wanted to put forth any sort of struggle for it... so they settled on a restaurant.

And now, with me and my sister being married we end up having a lot of driving over the holidays to be with all of the families. So a quick meal makes sense.

It works. Thanks for the meal Sr.