Brunch Review: The Fancy Biscuit

July 24, 2016 by Sara Woznicki in Leisure, Life In Your 20's, Richmond Brunch Review, Sara's Column

My old roommate and I wanted to try out the new brewery in Scott’s Addition, Veil, but first we needed brunch. Originally, we wanted to find a brunch spot halfway in between my house and Veil to minimize our walking efforts. Then Kim reminded me of the biscuit place I wanted to try called Early Bird Biscuit Company, which was two blocks behind my old house, which I moved out of last week. I didn’t want to try it this soon after moving and regret not eating it every week when it was so convenient, so we decided to try The Fancy Biscuit instead.

Richmond Brunch Weekend Followup

July 18, 2016 by astoldoverbrunch in Richmond Brunch Review

It's been over two months since Richmond Brunch Weekend happened! Honestly, we've been dieting ever since due to all those mimosas and omelets eaten Saturday and Sunday.

But we want to thank you all for coming out and supporting the first ever Richmond Brunch Weekend! In total, we had 24 restaurants participate and raised over $11,000 that will all go back to VCU Massey Cancer Center. We think these are awesome figures for an inaugural event, and we can't wait to plan for the Second Annual Richmond Brunch Weekend!

Brunch Review: Galaxy Diner

Galaxy Diner

July 17, 2016 by Cazey Williams in Cazey's Column, Richmond Brunch Review

I discovered Galaxy Diner many years in a galaxy just a short distance away ago aka the first month I moved to Richmond. My roommate at the time took me and a couple of her friends after a VMFA happy hour. And I'll be honest, I've never been to Galaxy for anything but dinner. But it's breakfast food all day, so you could feasibly brunch here. And breakfast for dinner is second best to brunch. Actually, maybe better because you can breakfast for dinner on weekdays, too.

Anyway, I feel compelled to write a review for Galaxy and let those that don't know about this galaxy that's much closer than a galaxy far, far away. Galaxy is situated about halfway through Carytown, between Greek on Cary and Carytown Cupcakes. It has sliding glass doors, but you have to press the button for them to slide open, which is genius, or else they'd be sliding open every second for every Carytown passerby.

The place is decorated like a throwback diner (imagine that), complete with vintage film posters that feature aliens. I'm actually not sure if the posters are for real alien flicks or not.

Brunch Review: Level One

Level One

July 10, 2016 by Cazey Williams in Cazey's Column, Life In Your 20's, Richmond Brunch Review

The night before our brunch at Level One, I lost my contact lens. We came back from the bars, it had been my friend Justin's birthday and we had been drinking since 7 pm on a "party yacht" (which sounds a lot more bougie than it was), and I just wanted to go to bed. And thankfully, but maybe not, I remembered I should take out my contacts. I managed to get the right lens out and into the case, but the left one ended up somewhere on the floor, the table, or maybe Vietnam because all I know is, it went MIA.

This depressed me both because I brought no other contacts up to DC - just my glasses, which I never wear in public - and I still had a week left of wear in that contact.

The next morning, I was even more bummed at the prospect of wearing glasses for my next two days hanging out in Arlington and DC. We were about to go to brunch. I was going to be photographed in glasses. Would people see me as a hipster or as the bedhead wreck glasses make me feel like that? Whenever I'm bespectacled and not in the comfort of my apartment, I just feel ill prepared for life.

The Perfect Week of Food

June 14, 2016 by Sara Woznicki in Tweets and Mascara, Leisure, life lessons, Sara's Column, Richmond Brunch Review, Life In Your 20's

If any of you are How I Met Your Mother fans, you know about Barney's perfect week. For those of you who don't, the perfect week is Barney having sex with a different girl every day for a week.

Having sex with seven different men in one week sounds disgusting to me, but I can envision the perfect week... of food. No diets included, this is the week of perfect food that I would plan for myself in Richmond.

Brunch Review: Black Sheep

Black Sheep

May 29, 2016 by Sara Woznicki in Leisure, Life In Your 20's, life lessons, Sara's Column, Richmond Brunch Review, Tweets and Mascara

My ex- roommate's boyfriend shares the passion for brunch, so on Easter Sunday when none of us were hanging out with family, he suggested we brunch at Black Sheep. I immediately said yes, as it's been on my brunch bucket list for awhile now.

They don't take reservations, but we had called ahead to see if there was a long wait. We were the first in line, and waited no more than 15 minutes before being sat at the back of the restaurant. It's a small place, with adorable wall decorations and mis-matched coffee mugs.

Brunch Review: True Food Kitchen

True Food Kitchen

May 22, 2016 by Cazey Williams in Cazey's Column, Richmond Brunch Review

A few weekends ago, after Cherry Blossom Run, my friend and I brunched at True Food Kitchen in Fairfax, VA. Upon entering, the wait staff asked if we wanted a table or “communal.” They added that the wait for a table was 45 minutes, and I don’t love anyone or anything enough to wait for food after running 10 miles. So we sat “communal.”

What this meant was - besides removing our clothes, sharing heroin needles (do you use needles for heroin?), and discussing the blessings of socialism – we sat at a bar where strangers (OMG, strangers) could sit down beside us. But this didn’t happen until the end of our brunch. And then our seat neighbor asked what I had ordered because it looked so good (which it was), and I wanted to ask for her number, but is that awkward? Aren’t we all already married in the commune?

Okay, I’ve taken that joke far enough. I apologize.

Anyhow, eating “communal” is not bad at all, especially when compared to a 45-minute wait for eggs. I endorse you also making this decision.

Why You Should Brunch This Weekend

May 13, 2016 by Cazey Williams in Cazey's Column, Richmond Brunch Review

Do you really need a reason to brunch? We mean, maybe you need a bit of coffee to get out of bed, but once you're at brunch, do you really have any regrets?

But okay. We'll give you some reasons.

It's spring.

You don't have to do anything. (At least until after brunch.)

Brunch Review: Southern Railway Taphouse

Southern Railway Taphouse

May 12, 2016 by astoldoverbrunch in Guest Post, Richmond Brunch Review

Before I dive into another swooning-brunch-review, I have to give a shoutout to my super-cool-super-great Mom.

My Mom is the baddest (Mom, that means “the best”- proof here at UrbanDictionary.com), and she was happy to let me use her Mother's Day as an opportunity to review another restaurant on the Richmond Brunch Weekend list. Thanks, Mom, you really are the best and I love youuuuu.

So, this past Sunday Mom, Dad, and I hit one of my old favorite nightspots to see what it looks like during daytime, which we've never done...unless you count Shamrock festivities (That's right; Mom, Dad, and I have Shamrocked together...), which I don't really because it's essentially a night party with the sun out.

I don't even know where to begin talking about Southern Railway Taphouse...

Brunch Review: Continental Divide

Continental Divide

May 11, 2016 by Cazey Williams in Cazey's Column, Life In Your 20's, Richmond Brunch Review

When Continental Divide joined Richmond Brunch Weekend’s lineup, I had yet to be there, though I only live a mile away. I quickly looked up their menu, and besides craving brunch, their dinner menu looked like da bomb. Southwest Caesar salad? Thai chicken burrito? Yes, yes, yes.

So before I even went for brunch, I stopped by for dinner with a friend. Except my friend and I pushed back our meeting time by an hour because of some crazy thunderstorm, but I was starved, so I ate half a jar of peanuts by the time dinner actually arrived. So then I’m at Continental Divide, and the waiter asks what I want to order, and secretly I’m in my first trimester from those peanuts.

I asked for something lighter, even though I really wanted that Southwest Caesar salad, but I was imagining a plate of romaine sapped in heavy dressing, and the peanuts within me curdled. But my friend did get the Caesar salad. When the waiter put it down on the table, I wanted to crawl across the table and hold him back with a butter knife while I devoured it.