It’s that day of the week, folks. Sunday, when most of us make breakfast the singularly most important event of the day, surrounding ourselves with our best friends and celebrating the fact that it’s a day with no obligations with various cocktails. It’s an institution in this city, and while I dream of my mother’s Egg Benedict-Florentine (see above, she made that for me on a recent visit home) I might be visiting one of these spots today (also, check out my other posts on brunch in NYC, here and here.
If I’m feeling over-the-top:
The Oak Room at the Plaza. It’s a $65 prix-fixe, which gives me options like smoked salmon “benny” with potato cake and horseradish hollandaise, french toast holes with orange marmalade and nutella, a raw bar and lobster roll sliders. It’s decadent on every level, and about as classic New York as you can get.
10 Central Park South, 212-758-7777. Visit their website here.
If I want traditional, good ol-fashioned brunch:
Clinton St. Baking Company. Be prepared to wait upwards of two hours, because the food here is so good and everyone knows it. Their buttermilk biscuits, warm crumbly wonders, are served with jam and their bloodies in pint glasses (this is important). I’ve never tasted more deliciously fluffy blueberry pancakes. For excellent, traditional execution of brunch, this place is it.
4 Clinton St between E. Houston and Stanton, 646-602-6263. Drool over their menu here.
If I want charming and quaint:
Tartine in the West Village is great if you’re having an intimate brunch with your best friend. It’s tiny and you may have to wait in line. The menu is small, but it’s only $14.95 and it includes items croque monsieur and french toast. The location is ideal, looking out onto a pretty corner of brownstone-lined Village.
253 W. 11th St at W. 4th, CASH ONLY.