We have a breakfast bar at our house. When we first moved in, I thought it would never be used. But oh was I wrong. A while back Shelby started calling it Filet Bombay, the name of our “pretend” restaurant, and we sit up at Filet Bombay all the time. I work from Filet Bombay. Shelby does her homework at Filet Bombay. The kiddos color at Filet Bombay. It very well could be our family’s favorite spot in the house. As Cooper has gotten older, he too loves to sit up at Filet Bombay. In fact, if anyone is sitting up there he demands to get up too … lots of crying, screaming and attempts to climb up into his seat ... until you let him join the fun at Filet Bombay.