Unless you’re new here (which if you are, heyyyyy! Welcome to the food porn show!! Hope you like some cussin!), you probably might have guessed by now that I am a pretty big fan of the meal that we all commonly refer to as brunch. It can happen, in my humble opinion, any time you damn well want it to. Because, I’ve learned, that folks like to have their brunch when it is convenient to do so. When it feels right. Some folks, like the kind with very few responsibilities and even fewer children, like to take their brunch whenever they decide to roll their hungover butts out of bed, perhaps around 1pm. They like to sip mimosas and eat bacon and whatnot for hours until they’re so wasted they can barely gesture to the Uber driver which house is theirs. Oopsie. Better luck next week! Other brunch fans like to do it up early, with their little people in tow, around 10 or 11 am. This group includes moi, because my little people love to eat boatloads of turkey sausage, pancakes and softly scrambled eggs. And who am I to stand in their way? Because brunch should really be about freedom. Freedom to eat what you, want when you want, just like those little people I know. And that’s how I felt when I sauntered into Ida Claire (say it fast with a Southern accent for more fun) last weekend around midnight and declared, “Bring me all your brunch!”
And brunch I did. With about a bajillion other food folks. It was a bleary-eyed bloggy boozy brunch boondoggle. At midnight. Fun stuff. Take a look:
Ida Claire | 5001 Belt Line Road | Ida-Claire.com
NOTE: The blur of eggs, booze and carbs pictured above was a comped meal put on by Champion Management so we could test out the new midnight brunch at Addison’s Ida Claire. Guests were also given an Uber credit so we wouldn’t worry as much about getting to and from Addison safely. Much appreciated. Freebs or no freebs, nobody buys kind words from this bitch. Brutal honesty is ALWAYS free, y’all. More so in Addison.