The other day I wrote about The Brakes - I stopped in today again for lunch on the way to the movies.

Remember that I said I don't like food that pretends to be some other kind of food? That does limit the choices here, but today I had the portobello sandwich - mushroom, lettuce, pickle, that delicious bread, and.....ugh....vegan mayo.

Look how beautiful that sandwich is! Unfortunately, inedible. I tried to wipe the mayo off with a napkin - it was so sour and globby and just awful. To be fair, the menu did say v.mayo; I just never knew how disgusting it is. Couldn't eat it, but couldn't really justify buying another ten dollar sandwich, 'Hold the mayo this time!'

Then the real milk wasn't fresh, and curdled in my coffee. This visit was such a big disappointment.

The only saving grace was the entertainment - hipsters at the next table on a first date: 'How can I date anyone who's not a vegan?' 'My friend is going to be a nurse because they make a lot of money for how easy it is to become one - or else a state trooper'.