Yes, brunch, the God of all meals. If ever I am walking down the road and happen upon the man who created brunch, I would thank him and renown him as the genius that he is, then probably give him a belgian waffle of some sort.
Seriously, though, brunch is such a good idea. Where else can you have foods that are usually staples of only breakfast or lunch, TOGETHER? Not only that, but it is the spawn of hybrids of the two, such as eggs benedict, and the “breakfast potato”.
But don’t forget that brunch is also very accomidating for those of us who don’t want to rise early, but still love breakfast foods. Operating within a very vaguely defined time slot, brunch allows for maximum sleep-age, while still having a pancake or omelet prepared when you come down.
So, brunch, I salute you, and I hope that everyone else will, too.
I think I’ll end this thread with the immortal words of Homer J. Simpson, when asked how he managed to gain so much weight between high school and the present:
“I discovered a meal between breakfast and brunch.”
That raises an interesting point. I’ve actually never been to an IHOP. Sure, heard plenty about em, and I love pancakes, but I’ve never made it to one. How much am I missing?
Jester, Jester, Jester. Take your newly acquired drivers license in hand and go try a Rooty Tooty Fresh 'n Fruity. All the fun of various breakfast foods without the rattling of pots and pans.