Annotation by Luis Ortega on A fond farewell to brunch and also humankind

What, are you upset with me because they didn't, like, you know, ease you into that bad news? I didn't start by saying brunch is very ill. We're not quite sure. I was shocked to hear that. I'll be right. I was insensitive. That guy's name is literally Eggs Benedict. So this week the Wall Street Journal did officially declare the death of brunch. People are tired of waiting in the long lines. People want to eat healthier. And then, of course, there is the challenge of getting those tankers of hollandaise sauce safely through the Strait of Hormuz. Are you guys brunch fans? Will you be? I am a brunch fan. But I will say this is from the Wall Street Journal, which I guess is really known for brunch reviews. Yeah. I appreciate the source, but I can't take it seriously. I need a blog from a drag queen to tell me that brunch is dead. I need Trixie Mattel to tell me brunch is dead before I believe it. I like they're going to start calling it what it is, drunk at two in the afternoon. Well, that's the thing. I also love, I mean, because the big thing at brunches was the Bloody Mary bar. Yeah. Which was so clever, which was just a bartender going, we do not want to make you drink. Yeah. Just do it yourself. It's basically self-checkout for alcoholics. Alza, how did Katie do in our quiz? Katie is the winner. She got all of them right. Congratulations, Katie.