Chef James Sleeth from Mignon joins us for Sunday Brunch this week. Originally from Ohio, Chef Sleeth found his love for cooking through his mother. His interest for food and service started at a young age, working at restaurants as a dishwasher and server. He eventually went on to attend the American Culinary Federation where he completed two 3-year apprenticeships. Continue reading
Category Archives: Brunch
So I’m writing this stuff and some of you are reading. I know because when I am out waiting on a cocktail you will ask me if I am going to order a Manhattan. Or on a Saturday you will ask me where I am heading to brunch the next morning. Busted. I am an avid brunch-a-holic.
It’s not so much the food. Yes, I have a not-so-secret love affair with the egg, securing breakfast or brunch as a top favorite meal. But the conversations that take place at brunch are so much more livelier than at dinner. Perhaps inhibitions drop after a night of revelry. Whatever the case may be, brunch is king. Continue reading
Patio season is officially full on after the devastatingly hot and dry summer. The pooches are leading their sexy owners by the string past the cabanas that are playing soothing street music as cars bustle by to find a spot of their very own.
This is high season for brunch and none is sexier than the digs at Malai Kitchen, the fresh-faced Thai-Vietnamese kitchen in the West Village compound off McKinney.
There you will find the restaurant prodigies and husband and wife team of Yasmin and Braden Wages busily running about tending to details. Details that we found amazing during our happy brunch time at Malai this past weekend. Continue reading
If brunch had a season it would certainly look to May as its host. The cool breezes have yet to submit to the warmer mask of Summer, and patios beckon while you satiate on plated eggs and rashers that may be washed down with tall, cool glasses of cold champagne. This is something your mother would approve of this very weekend, and do we have a selection of dishes that might make her proud.
Belly and Trumpet is a quagmire in a string of restaurant incidents that line McKinney Avenue. Surely restaurateurs have discovered that the formula for Uptown lies in sprawling patios, a quick fix for dining that is simple on the wallet, and plenty of liquor to appease the see and be seen crowd that swarm the decks. Belly and Trumpet defies these laws with a vengeance. Continue reading