On my trip to Virginia, I also ate some seriously good brunch. While I think many of my generation enjoy the idea of brunch and live for it on the weekends, it actually makes rare appearances in my life because it doesn’t work well with my schedule. I’m a girl who wakes up already hungry, and wakes up insanely early, so the idea of waking up hungry at 5:30 and waiting till 11 for my first meal just doesn’t work.
On this weekend trip, though, we managed to sleep in a bit and drink our coffee early, but put off eating for later. We met up with an old friend I haven’t seen for 3 years, and even though brunch lines are monumental (45 minutes chatting in the cold!), the food was delicious when I finally got my meal: the picture above is not my meal, but I got an amazing omelette full of herbed cream cheese, spinach, tomatoes, and swiss cheese, with a multigrain biscuit and cheese grits. Can you sense a cheesy theme?
Another reason brunch rarely fits into my life is that I end up eating a wonderful, heavy meal and feeling worthless for anything useful for the next few hours. This time, though, my friend was able to show me a cool community park full of found sculptures and cool misshapen furniture, and our slow stroll was enough to re-energize me for the rest of the day.
Do you have favorite brunch foods? I know that I usually am torn between sweet and savory, and there was a raspberry brie and honey french toast calling my name, but I resisted, since I can usually get more actual nutrition if I aim toward my cheesier, savory choices. Still, my perfect brunch would probably have some kind of pancake or waffle, a biscuit, some bacon, and a fluffy pile of scrambled eggs… or some home fries? Just bring me the whole menu, I think.