It was one of those mornings, where you roll out of bed and you think, "Damn, I really don't want to do anything. I'm hungry, but I don't want to cook." Not sure about you, but I get those days often - not that I always succumb to them. So of course, cocoon myself into my blankets like a hot dog for a few more minutes before reaching over to text my friend if she wanted some brunch. On her recommendation, we headed out to Acme Cafe, which is in that sort of shady part between Chinatown/Gastown area.