Brunch: the marrying of breakfast and lunch. A brilliant idea, if you ask me. According to food legend an English writer named Guy Beringer first proposed this dual meal in an 1895 essay “Brunch: A Plea”. In his essay he wrote that a Sunday brunch was the perfect cure for those feeling a bit ill after a little too much Saturday night carousing. A hybrid late morning to mid-day meal that started light, and then eased the woozy diner into more substantial fare. Of course, the leisurely meal included a bit of the hair-of-the-dog cure: Cue the boozy mixes. If ever there was to be named the Patron Saint Of The Hangover- this was the Guy. (See what I did there?) It took us Americans about 30 years to catch on to this genius idea- but once we did, we took it, ran with it, and, of course, made it our own.
Most restaurants serve brunch traditionally on a Sunday; But why neglect Saturday? At The Steer, brunch is served Saturday AND Sunday from 11am-4pm, and of course, features bottomless Mimosas. Brunch menu offerings range from the traditional brunch items such as the French Toast Stack, Eggs Benedict, or Steak and Eggs to some more original items; The Eggs Florentine, Quinoa Granola, or Chilaquiles.
What’s a Chilaquiles you ask? So glad you did! Pronounced tchee/lah/kee/lehs, traditionally this is a Mexican dish of fried tortillas, simmered in green or red salsa, and served with chicken, eggs, cheese, or beans. At The Steer we do a variation of this by taking our corn tortilla chips (which are cut and fried in house) and loading these up with melted cheddar cheese, shredded smoked chicken, beans, sour cream, pico de gallo, guacamole, and two poached eggs. Voilà! Breakfast Nachos. Now, I know some of you out there may be like me and hear the word “poached egg” and think “Ew”. I am not a fan of any kind of runny egg dish, but I am always game to give things a try. Somehow this works so well together that I can’t wait to break into those huevos and mix it all up. It’s also such a generous portion- perfect to share while enjoying some Bottomless Mimosas, or with my personal favorite: a good Bloody Mary. The ideal lazy weekend mid day meal, hopefully followed by a great afternoon nap. Thanks, Guy Beringer- you were a true visionary.
Now, with Easter Sunday and Mother’s day on the horizon, you have a couple of good excuses to indulge in this decadent Sunday tradition- but then again, who needs an excuse? Saturday or Sunday? I’m in.