I never understood the big deal about brunch. I mean, it's breakfast and lunch at the same time, which is pretty cool, but why is "going out to brunch" such a big deal in movies and shows about the rich and the famous? Yeah, I'm talking about you, Gossip Girl. Personally, I've always been the type who would rather eat her brunch home-made than in some restaurant where people are going to judge you for nomming down on more than you usually nom on at that time of day. And it's not like I drink, so really the 11 o clock cocktails don't appeal to me all that much. No judgement if that's your thing though, for reals.
Anywho. Yesterday I got the brunch love, and its all thanks to a place just a mile from our house called Bill's Cafe where magic happens at the 11am hour. Now normally I wouldn't have bought into the hype of a spot like this, I mean all they do is breakfast foods and a few sandwichy things. Where is the variety!? BUT, after several recommendations that we try the place from people at Mr. Llama's work, and driving by it on two consecutive Sundays only to find it packed with a huge line out front and people holding what looked like saucers of some sort of orange drink--we decided to give it a go. And holy balogna, am I ever glad we did.
Was the wait exhaustively long? Yes. Was the food 103% worth it? YES. And as a bonus it provided me with an epiphany about brunch. Brunch is not just about enormous amounts of breakfast food, it's about enormous amounts of delicious breakfast food that you'll wait in line for 45 minutes to get and then wish you hadn't devoured so quickly because now your plate is empty and it looks very sad, but hey the waiter keeps pouring you more water every two minutes and you probably couldn't take another bite without exploding anyway, so you don't have many complaints.
Now, below I've included a photographic guide to having an excellent brunch date experience. Execute and report!
Do you have a favorite brunch spot? Do you like nascar? Do red-heads have souls?