I’ve been meaning to blog about Cuchara brunch for a while as I’ve been there not once–but twice–which is wildly unheard of in the adventures of #BrunchKlub. Thus, you know it must be pretty darn good to merit a second visit. Cuchara (which means “spoon” in Spanish) is a quaint, neighborhood restaurant nestled in the heart of … Continue reading
So I’ve got some friends. And like all good millennials we love ourselves a nice Sunday brunch. The weekly routine tends to go something like: Go out Saturday night. Send out mass text at bar. Pinky promise to wake up. After multiple snoozes, manage to roll out of bed the next morning. Don sundress and fat sunglasses. Order greasy eggs and fresh … Continue reading