I have always loved brunch. For me it has always been the perfect time eat on a lazy weekend day when you can squeeze out an extra hour of sleep. Maybe that extra hour includes a child slowly prying your eyes open with little fingers or another cleaning your toes with something that feels kind of wet and slimy, but your eyes are (basically) closed and you are lying down so it counts.
I would prefer to eat breakfast at 11 after the coffee(s!) have done their magic, but weekdays don’t work that way in our house so brunch always feels like a special treat. Continue reading “Bagel Brunch”