When I was younger and lived in the “big city” (Toronto, Ontario, between about 2006 and 2012), I really loved brunch.
There were a bunch of places my partner and I would go to, sometimes with friends, sometimes just the two of us. One place in particular, just down the street from our first apartment in the city, was a lovely greasy-spoon diner with the most delightful staff. It was small and friendly, just a wonderful little place to get a good bite to eat. There was also a fantastic BBQ restaurant that we found later that did a spectacular chicken-and-waffle brunch once a week. Used to be lined up around the street to get into that place… and then there was a small boutique hotel downtown that did a fabulously expensive but truly extravagant brunch that we went to a few times.
Yesterday we had a couple over for brunch at our home. Our kitchen is still non-functional, so I ordered in food, but it was a nice little afternoon of chatting, eating, and a few games. Made me miss those heady days of a decade ago when we would do that every week (despite definitely not being able to afford it!).
Gah, that reminds me I need to pay for my tuition… so long, money. I hardly knew ye.
Anyway! Brunch. I really like breakfast food, and the opportunity to eat more of it and with people I really like? A rare joy in these troubled times.
Speaking of which, I should get back to my novel. The protagonists are just starting to realize the depth of the trouble their world is in, and how they can work together against it… but one hero may be having second thoughts… gosh, I love my work!
Hope everyone out there is staying safe and healthy!