This afternoon, Ryan and I went to brunch on Newbury street. We had made arrangements to have preferred seating last night, which went smoothly, despite Joe’s crowded entryway. Our hostess (Becca from 10B!) seated us near a window overlooking the street, and was very nice. After that, however, the brunch was a bit more rocky. Our waitress, while nice was visibly flustered. She was anxious, which was only exacerbated by the rude table seated nearby (snapping at the waitress to get her attention? seriously? If it weren’t for low class, they’d have no class at all). I ordered the “benedict” omelet, but at first received eggs benedict, so I politely requested my meal again. Ryan got his pancakes right in time, but the complimentary bread listed as part of the brunch had to be requested as well. My omelet finally came, this time with the potatoes I wanted to substitute with additional fruit… so Ryan got to eat those. The omelet was AMAZING! Ham and asparagus in fluffy eggs topped with hollandaise sauce. Absolutely fabulous. Words really can’t describe how good it was- rich without being overwhelming. The only other downside was that she accidentally charged us for the eggs benedict, which was more expensive than the benedict omelet.
Would I go back? Definitely. Especially since you really can’t beat a complimentary cocktail with brunch. But maybe at a different time of day. Although 1:30 on a Sunday is kind of late for brunch as it is.
Be on the lookout for a homemade recipe for the benedict omelet!
