Seasoned With Sydney

I couldn't stay away for long. It only took me a week to get back to the South End Buttery for brunch because it is just. that. good. My roommate and I have made it a point to do activities together on the weekends, and I take it as an opportunity to show her parts of the city that I hold near and dear. And honestly, the places that I hold near and dear also happen to be places where I can stuff my face. And there's nothin' like stuffing your face with brunch food.

Since I went with sweet breakfast food last week, I decided to go savory this time around. The last time I was there, Tori offered me a piece of her Eggs Benedict, and I was absolutely hooked. Poached eggs with hollandaise sauce, on top of the crispiest, most buttery homemade biscuit you've ever tasted, is absolutely the right way to go. Throw in a side of crispy on the outside, soft and warm on the inside home fries, and you're set.

We sat at the bar again this time, and it must be said that our experience was a little bit different from last time. Our bartender was a character and a half, but that's not necessarily a bad thing. He's a fan of witty, slightly mean, banter. And lucky for him, so am I. While he hurled mostly harmless insults at us, I was happy to see that he is definitely a person who can take it as well as he dishes it. And hey, it made the dining experience a little bit more interesting.

South End Buttery is definitely my go-to brunch place in the city. It's officially official.

What'd you do this weekend?