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Oh, folks. I don’t care what you agreed to do this Sunday—by hook or by crook, you need to wriggle out of it. Instead, get yourself over to Juniper for what could possibly the best gosh-darned brunch on the planet. Who needs measly Mimosas—FYI: Juniper is BYO Better Wine—when you have stunning dishes like the one pictured here? Oh, and that’s not all. There was also a plate of salmon and eggs on a slice of house-baked pumpernickel with a hollandaise so poetic and perfect that it made me weep like a little girl. People, you can get sides of bacon! What are you waiting for?
