I have a confession to make. Andy and I went out for brunch this weekend…twice! How utterly indulgentof us! I’m sort of ashamed, but with all the amazing choices in New York City, I can hardly help myself. I’m simply in love with brunch. But it’s not just us. All the restaurants we passed had dozens of people queuing up outside, waiting to get in for a short stack of pancakes or some fluffy, golden eggs. What is it with New Yorkers and brunch? (As I wrote that question I felt like Carry Bradshaw in Sex and the City).
This past weekend in particular we went to two incredible restaurants. One was called Community Food and Juice, located at 112 and Broadway. Well worth the hike uptown. This place is hip, sleek and hasthe most drool-worthy menu. After ten minutes of browsing the menu and sending the waitress away twice (because we couldn’t decide), Andy finally said, “I think I’ll have to close my eyes and just point to something.” It was a late brunch, probably more like lunch, so we opted for lunch food. My friend Wendy had a grass-fed burger with Cabot white cheddar, caramelized onion and hand cut fries. I had a house made veggie burger with sweet potato fries. Andy opts for the B.E.L.T. (double cut applewoodbacon, organic egg, lettuce, tomato, mayo, sourdough toast, and carrot hash brown). This meal doesn’t disappoint, nor does the blood orange juice, coffee or customer service.
On Sunday we have weekend brunch part deux at a place in Chelsea called Tipsy Parson. As the name suggests, it has a cute shabby-chic, English countryside vibe. My friend Steph hears that the biscuits are to die for. Naturally we order the buttermilk chive biscuit with honey butter and the cheddar cornbread with green tomato marmalade on top of our brunch. I have the BLT with hand-sliced, thick-cut bacon, bibb lettuce, roasted tomatoes and a basil aioli. Curious about this southern institution, Andy goes for the biscuits and gravy. This is not ordinary biscuits and gravy, this is “soft-scrambled eggs,Fudge Family Farms hickory-smoked ham steak with bacon-herb gravy.” Steph goes for the eggs and mushrooms on toast and again this is more than fungi on bread. It is grilled potato bread, herb ricotta,sauteéd wild mushrooms, scrambled eggs.
It’s all just delicious. And I can’t wait to do it again next weekend at a different place. Or maybe two if I’m feeling indulgent. There’s a place called The Popover Café that’s just calling my name.
**Update: Since writing this post I did, in fact, go to The Popover Cafe. Also delicious and well worth a trip! Get the Eggs Popeye.