We do it all for the Veuve mimosas
If every brunch menu consisted of a single plump raw tomato for each diner, unsalted, eaten through a straw, would people still brunch? Menu: "tomate extra raw, $36"
I don’t often go to brunch, but when I do I am most assuredly a hungover person in last night’s clothes who only speaks in growls.
As is customary
When I was a drinker, going out for brunch with friends was a favorite weekend activity.
It's hard to put into words how dumb this idea sounds today.
Sometimes it’s nice not to have any friends.
I feel this way during wedding season
If every brunch menu consisted of a single plump raw tomato for each diner, unsalted, eaten through a straw, would people still brunch? Menu: "tomate extra raw, $36"
I don’t often go to brunch, but when I do I am most assuredly a hungover person in last night’s clothes who only speaks in growls.
As is customary
When I was a drinker, going out for brunch with friends was a favorite weekend activity.
It's hard to put into words how dumb this idea sounds today.
Sometimes it’s nice not to have any friends.
I feel this way during wedding season