It’s been a few days since Tofu passed away and grieving is an arduous thing. Common sense tells you that you need to move on. The steelier side of you tells you “it’s just a dog”. But you know better. Grief is the price of losing someone you love.

But we ARE trying to move on. So we decided to fancy-fy our usual Saturday brunch. Georgia James it is! We normally reserve these type of restaurant for dinner but their brunch looked good in the menu. And as we took the last morsel of dessert, we are glad that it didn’t disappoint!

This is our first step to normalcy. All is good. We will get there.

Dearest Tofu, gone but will never be forgotten. Safe travels, little guy.