Sunday Brunching in New York City

Thanks to a little show called Sex and the City a spotlight had been casted on a little tradition called weekend brunching.  What more can someone ask for than the freedom to wake late and catch up with your nearest and dearest over fresh made waffles and bellinis?

Brunching in the city however can be much more complicated than it sounds.  The concept of brunching is probably as old as the city itself.  As a result, many restaurants overcharge their brunch menus.  As much as I love a good omelet with my mimosas, I can't bring myself to fork over $50+ for the simple meal.  Worst part of it is that the food never lives up to expectations - congealed eggs and cold potatoes come to mind. That's all not considering that good service is hard to come by - even in the finest first-class locations.  Many servers throw you your food and push you out in order to serve the next table.

With all of this in mind, one has to plan their restaurant with great care.  This is how the Jane Restaurant in the West Village was such a treasure to find.  With its intimate bohemian climate and accommodating staff, it's all you can ask for.  The best part however is its food.  A fine selection of eggs benedict and omelets are there for your choosing; their incredible french toast however should not go ignored!  

A fabulous brunch should be with fabulous friends! :-)

There was one word that properly described the food experience of Jane Restaurant: Throat-gasmic!!