Because pics are much more appealing when talking about the happiness of brunch time than boring, dry words:
Brunch at my godmother’s house, this was in her words just “something she had in the fridge”.
Nice brunchy foods; smoothies & omelettes…
And though this was actually a lunch at a friend’s house (though who can say when it’s a lunch or a brunch…?) –
the tablesetting was so fantastically pretty that I thought this pic has to be included in this post…
And if you need some music (cause I think a brunch is not perfect until some mellow chords are played), here’s one cover that I adore: