Laura Shunk dined at Jelly Cafe in Cap Hill for this week's Westword review, "trapped there by a horde of disheveled twenty-somethings wearing skinny jeans and birth-control glasses, nursing Bloody Marys and red beers and smelling faintly of day-old booze." She survived weekend "brunch-wait hell" and visited during the week, offering the observation that it's a different restaurant when weekend brunching isn't involved. [Westword]
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