Brunch. Or I How I Learned to Eat Two Meals in Public ft. Bacon Update

I have decided there is nothing better than brunch. I take that back. There is nothing better than a champagne brunch. There is something about sleeping in late, putting on a lot of makeup, not taking off your sunglasses, drinking mimosas, and eating two meals at once that just appeals to me. If I had my way every Saturday and Sunday would start with brunch, continue with a cookout and Samuel Adams Summer Ale, and end on the couch with snuggles and a good movie. I especially love outdoor brunches. Connie and I like this place in Long Beach called Schooner or Later. We get mimosas (which there is a large glass of orange juice and a bottle of champagne) while we’re waiting for our table and just sit in the sun overlooking the marina. We have waited up to 2 hours for a table before but it seems like no time at all in the cool ocean breeze. We get our eggs benedict (or my personal favorite bagels and lox) and we just relax. We turn ignore our phones, order bloody marys, and shake off the week (but not literally or we’d spill or drinks).

My sister and I have often discussed what will be in heaven and while many things are added or edited off our lists as time goes by and our lives change the two things that never leave the list are booze and a ‘make your own waffle’ bar. While not widely preached in organized churches I think we may be onto something. Hmmm…lake of fire, gnashing of teeth, unending thirst, OR mimosas and a make your own waffle bar. I think the choice is PRETTY obvious.

 

Bacon Update:

As much as I love bacon, somethings make me cringe. Like this for example:  http://www.baconsaltblog.com/ Yep. Bacon flavored baby formula. My first thought was: “BACON FLAVORED FORMULA!!!! I NEED TO HAVE A BABY!!” Then I started thinking about it and realizing this could be a bad thing. Could this be the end of our bacon nation as we know it? If we start forcing bacon on children at a young age will it become the next brussel sprouts? My mom and dad used to always make us kids eat one spoonful of everything on the table at dinner whether we liked it or not. And we couldn’t leave the table or have seconds until our plate was cleared. As a result of this and frequent sales of 10 for $1, I HATE  macaroni & cheese. I can not stand it. And don’t try to make me real macaroni & cheese instead of the powdered kind, I probably still won’t like it. Is this how our children and our children’s children will view bacon? As something forcefed to them as children and therefore they resent? I don’t want to live in that world. So parents, talk to your kids about bacon. Let them know the wonders and the beauty of it. This may be the most important talk you have with your children. They can find out the ways of the world from the older kids on the playground but if you don’t talk to your children about bacon, who will?

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