brunch is a beautiful thing
Relaxing in the sun this morning with a bloody mary and a good book. Ahhhhh.
Bloody marys make me miss real brunches though. Brunches with quiche and bagels and salmon and fluffy scrambled eggs and asparagus and wine and croissants and fruit salad and waffles and savoury potatoes, and of course, bloody marys (the spicy kind, with plenty of worcestershire sauce and horseradish).
Back when I had a house, I used to love to do big sunday brunches for a few of my friends who’d stayed over (usually from a party the night before) and then eat in the garden…there’s nothing better.
if I had a garden, i would soooo love to have a brunch