Booze Brunch Bafoons

Sunday bottomless brunch is the idea that always seems to be the best but isn't.  We meet friends with an unorganized plan of destruction.  We pair our eggs Benny with sugar filled mimosas or spicy short poured bloody Mary's.  The act is fun and booze filled with little or no regret.  This isn't a date option but a way of life here in manhattan.  Brunch however, can be a date setting if we make the choice to set a plan to meet around 1 or 2 for a classic meal with a hint of romance and snuggly appeal.  

My favorite brunch date spot is the place that exudes warmth.  The first stop on this journey is the flower shop to show our bew that our intentions are grown up.  We walk a bit upon meeting to window shop at the stores on 5th avenue until the mood has become relaxed and the sense of well being is perfected.  

My favorite brunch haute on the island of misfits is at the four seasons restaurant in the pool room.  It's a historic establishment where the power lunch runs rampant Monday thru Friday.  Julian Nicolini is the face of this restaurant and his charm is so refined even JFK jr. was intimidated.  You walk up the stairs and are greeted by a room that is overwhelming with character and elegance.  Make your reservation in advance and request a table in the pool room.   Your date will pant like a puppy when you arrive at your table for they have only wondered about this place.  You have blown them away with your posture and decision making.  Sit up and order, take the menu and have fun.  Make the decision for both of you and share plates as you are the boss. 

Remember, the cardinal rule of this date is to be a grown up and shower the room with smiles and giddy laughter.  When brunch is over, you will both be hot and ready to bump ugly's but be strong, its time to move on.  Walk a bit and tighten closure as you are where you need to be with this one.  You've impressed and made the impact.  Don't be a tewl and chase your date home as you have done good.  Take a nap and be proud of yourself, your breath was on point, the spot was dope, you maintained your posture, you brought flau flau's.  Yay yew.  

Cheers,

AT.