brunchkill

Location: 347 Graham Ave, between Conselyea & Metropolitan, Williamsburg

Menu: See photo for the brunch menu

Brunch Hours: Sat & Sun, 12pm – 5pm

My Rating: 

Long Story Short: $11 gets you an entree, coffee & and sake bloody mary, blood orange mimosa or a pint.  Food is fine and it comes out fast, but nothing mind-blowing.  At the end of the day, it is mostly a bar, so the service is friendly, but it’s not truly a restaurant – if you want super-attentive, you might want to go elsewhere.

Long Story Short:

As a general rule, I fucking love bars.  I really, really do.  It’s easy to say “sure you do, you love drinking” and you would be right, but it’s more than that.  I guess what I really mean is that I love bar culture.  There’s something comforting about being a regular – it makes people-watching more fun and creates a sense of entitlement – my stool, my table – which is fun for me for some reason.  Commiserating with the bartender about that annoying group of 20 years olds that keep buying Bud Lights & PBRs feels so… I don’t know, exclusive.  I can’t explain it well – I just really dig it.  That being said, there are some places where having my first meal of the day while sunlight is streaming in through the front windows makes me sort of uneasy.  Mother’s – a bar-staurant, yes, but still mostly a bar (there is no table service for anything other than brunch) – has this effect on me.  That being said, I was curious to try out their brunch because the menu sounded kind of interesting, and also because I am trying to embrace the recessionista lifestyle.  An $11 prix fixe, drink included, is an excellent way to do this.

I arrived with The Filmmaker & P-Nasty, who began thinking of ways to kill the requisite 15 minute wait for BFFF while I struggled to get over my squeamishness.  As our eyes adjusted to the light and we ordered some cocktails, P-Nasty pointed out the the light from the window would be really great for a photo shoot.   Read the rest of this entry »