An Average Saturday in the PRC

I roll out of bed at 9:30 am to see Chef Mike is almost out the door.

"Where are you off to so early?"

"Brunch!"

"I thought you only worked brunch on Sundays."

"Yeah, but one of my guys had to go back home this weekend to stop China from taking his family land."

"Hmm, that sounds futile."

"Yeah."

"Well, see you tonight."

"Yep, see you."