It took me a long time to come to terms with the fact that BRUNCH IS A THING here in New York. I've never been a big breakfast food person, so I was slow to the party. But after nine years here (oh, my, good. lord) I came round. And now I'm finally coming to terms with the fact that I mostly always want the sweet stuff--french toast, pancakes, and the like--and if that's what I really want, then I should just go ahead and get it.
Buttermilk Channel is one of my absolute favorite places to go. I've gone more times than I should probably admit. It's a go-to for everything from dates to my mother visiting town. When I'm there for dinner I am helpless against the charms of the cheese plate, the jalepeno cornbread, and the ribs.
This snow-bound weekend I gave their brunch a go...and oh.my.it.was.just... so good.
I got the pecan pie french toast with a side of sausage (balancing savory and sweet is the first rule of brunch) and then dipped in several times to the eggs across the table.
This is all to say...when in New York (well, Brooklyn, actually) and out to brunch, Buttermilk Channel may just be my new favorite place. ever. Ever, ever.
