Not much can compete with a lazy Sunday. Except for maybe a bottomless Bloody Mary brunch with maple-bacon croissants, lobster Benedict, and lemon-ricotta pancakes with a side of southwestern-style sausage
…wait, what were we talking about again? Oh, right, the infamous NYC brunch
. A time when hookups become friends, friends become best friends, and best friends discuss hookups. Or maybe you forget the chitchat and focus on the perfect pork chop
. Vegetarian you say? How about a cheddar-kale salad topped with baked eggs?
Any way you, well, slice it, a good brunch
beats breakfast, lunch, and dinner every time. And (hell yeah!) it's Friday, meaning you have the whole weekend to think that through—over a dangerous peach bellini, of course.