Ah Shade. A much needed asset to the crazy Houston heat. An adorable Heights cousin to Canopy and Woodbar. One of my first brunches in Houston. One of my first *real* mimosas–blood orange juice is a total game changer. And one delightful addition to the Houston restaurant scene. I rarely repeat brunch spots. Especially on Sundays with … 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