[caption id="attachment_682" align="aligncenter" width="300"] Brunch at La Herencia Entrepues, Bogota
On a Sundays, as my mind buzzes and hums from the night before. I stagger through the streets of Bogotá a mere shadow of a man. Little more than grunts can be elicited from me and decision making is, frankly, out of the question.
Sunday is also, coincidentally, the day specifically set aside by my girlfriend and I to eat out. Fortunate for me then, that in the nascent stages of our...