Coffee and a Conversation
As Told Over Brunch is a home for intelligent discourse from the twenty-something perspective - so the stuff you gossip about over mimosas on Sunday morning or over takeout on your friend's couch when happy hour ends too early. We love chatting about our lives, whether it be the relationships we’re building (or destroying), lessons we've learned at work, struggles at school, growing pains we've felt, or even the food we’re talking over.
Before my current job, I was hitting the town for a few interviews. There was one that seemed pretty promising. I’d get to do marketing and build email lists, write copy and help support local businesses. We even did a whole personality test, which is always alarming during an interview because then I assume if I don’t get it, it’s because my personality sucks.
Read MoreI had been to Helen’s many times for late night PBRs but had not checked out their famed brunch prior to this meal. It was a packed house at Helen’s when we arrived Sunday morning. We put our name on the waiting list and then snagged a seat outside on Helen’s front porch. Surrounded by hanging plants and Richmonders drinking mimosas and bloody marys, the cozy outside space made the wait feel brief and well worth it for a delicious brunch!
Read MorePostbellum has a long-standing place in my heart because of their support of the Massey Alliance. Not only have they participated for years in Richmond Brunch Weekend, but they’re also a prime spot for a post Monument 10k brunch AND they are super accommodating for when the Massey Alliance wants to host our executive committee meetings there.
There’s a lot else to love about Postbellum too for those who are not swayed solely by their charitable leaning toward local cancer research. They have a nicely renovated downstairs with private dining areas and a great city-garden rooftop that’s perfect for some mimosas.
Read MoreWho's on first?...Yes...I mean the fellow on first?...Who.
That is my first impression of Lunch. I told people we were going to Lunch, and then we went in circles until everyone finally figured out that we were in fact going to brunch at a place named Lunch.
Confusion -- and a major hangover -- aside, the trip to Lunch for brunch was excellent. First off, who knew such a quaint and delicious haven was so close to my house? I didn't. We got there at the perfect time, with one table left right in the center of the restaurant for us.
The restaurant itself was tiny, but perfect. There was a big pig made of license plates above us, with a little bar to the left and just a few tables circling us. What a great, central location for someone who thought their head was exploding. Anyways, the waitress was great and kept my adorable mason jar of water full at (almost) all times.
Read MoreA few weekends ago, one of my old roommates and I were thinking about where to go for brunch. ‘Tis the season of Richmond Brunch Weekend, so I sent her the list of fifty — yes that’s 50— options we had (I like to eat at participating restaurants and scope them out beforehand so I can make more informed recommendations).
From there, we narrowed it down to places I hadn’t been before, were open on Saturdays and were close by. We landed on Bar Solita, the newest RVA Hospitality restaurant featuring Mediterranean vibes, tapas and pizza. Bar Solita’s brunch menu reflects all of that, featuring a little bit of everything. When I was perusing the menu the night before our visit, I had my eye on the Old Bay chicken biscuit, breakfast empanadas and chicken and crepes. We decided to make a reservation in case it was crowded, which it wasn’t.
Read MoreEnough was enough, and we decided that we can’t reside this close to Metro and not give their brunch a shot. So last week, Cazey ran the Monument 10K – through the cold and flurries – while I slept. After running over six miles, Cazey wanted some food. I woke up hungry and was semi-ready-to-go by the time Cazey got back. He quickly got ready, and we sent on our journey to Metro, both with empty stomachs, ready to be filled.
When we entered, it wasn’t terribly crowded. We grabbed the middle booth and were promptly given a dainty glass of water each and the menus. We quickly downed our water, and discussed what we wanted to get. I narrowed it down to the breakfast burrito, southern bennie or the chicken and waffles. I never made a decision, as I knew I wanted to let the waiter pick what would be best.
Cazey settled on the big breakfast, to which I promptly talked him out of, because reviews are lame if you order the most basic thing on the menu. With that gentle (or maybe it wasn’t gentle) nudge, he decided on the smoked salmon omelet.
Read MoreThe last month I spent on a U.S. Navy aircraft carrier. The experience was once in a lifetime. Even if the opportunity arises again, there will never be a first time underway again. When the opportunity arose at my job, I hesitated briefly — what would I miss in January? Why would I say no? Of course I’d go.
Read MoreWe’re excited to announce that Richmond Brunch Weekend is back for our FIFTH year! Please mark your calendar and plan to join us March 21 and 22, 2020. Help us spread the word by clicking ‘attending’ on our Facebook page and invite your friends to the event!
Read MoreI live in a cool spot in Richmond, but my biggest gripe is the lack of food in the Museum District. There’s Black Hand, Belmont Pizza, Akida Sushi and a few other bars, but nothing like the density of the Fan. And there’s not a ton of brunch.
But there is North End Juice Co.
Read MoreI’ve found that people think that all I think about is brunch, so wanted to manage people’s expectations that this holiday guide doesn’t make one mention of brunch. Well — past that one. Cazey and I put our heads together to try to make the essential holiday gifting giving guide. Let’s get rocking.