I don't really think of brunch as a buffet thing.

My strong associations with brunch are in NYC or SF. And they usually involve mimosas and cappucino, and either some kind of exotic french toast (cinnamon challah) or pancake (ginger say, with roasted pears), or Hollandaise sauce on a poached egg on an English muffin (with maybe lox, capers and onion, or bacon and Provencale tomatoes), or a fancy omelet (brie and asparagus, or crabmeat) or a fancy scramble (fresh spinach and feta).

Like that. An upscale, dawdling, fancy breakfast as social event with friends.

I don't really think of brunch as a buffet thing.

Except in Vegas, and then it totally is. Sometimes even with gospel music.

Except in Vegas, and then it totally is. Sometimes even with gospel music.

I guess, but my best brunch in Vegas was a super fancy scrumptious sit down meal at Commander's Palace. Mmmm, Eggs Sardou and Bananas Foster Souffle.

Like that. An upscale, dawdling, fancy breakfast as social event with friends.

Nope. Does not compute. I mean, I've had those brunches (in SF and here in Seattle), but that's not what I think when I think Brunch.

Brunch is madhouse of coffee, pancakes, bacon, constant kitchen motion, and whatever else seems like a good idea at the time. (Brunch, in my head, is also not a going-out thing. It's a host-in-house thing.)

(Brunch, in my head, is also not a going-out thing. It's a host-in-house thing.)

Yeah, it's definitely a going-out thing for me. Though I've certainly had the in-house madhouse you described and enjoyed it.

When's the last time you hosted a brunch, Ple? That's not an pointed question, just wondering if it happens regularly since you've become a parent.

This is the penalty for sleeping all the way through last night, isn't it?

Juliebird, is the brunch for friends or at work?

At work. Now I'm all nervous (and hungry!)

The brunch I hosted on Easter had quiche (some with sausage, some veg), ham, asparagus and avocado salad, cinnamon rolls, mimosas, coffee, and Easter candy. Also, some people brought various nummy bread items and cheese and crackers.

It seemed to work out pretty well.

The last time I hosted a brunch was New Year's Day 2009. I served baked eggs in little ham cups. They were adorable. (And there was a big basket of mini-bagels w/ cream cheese, lox, onions, capers, tomato for the anti-egg. And lots and lots of coffee and mimosas.)

Ugh. Couldn't sleep. Feel oogey. Called in sick, now feel crappy about that, too. Which is ridic.