In a 1895 article, “Brunch: A Plea”, Guy Beringer coined the term… brunch.
He Wrote: “Instead of England’s early Sunday dinner, a post-church ordeal of heavy meats and savory pies, why not a new meal, served around noon, that starts with tea or coffee[…] By eliminating the need to get up early on Sunday, brunch would make life brighter for Saturday night carousers.
Brunch is cheerful, sociable and inciting. It is talk-compelling. It puts you in a good temper, it makes you satisfied with yourself and your fellow beings, it sweeps away the worries and cobwebs of the week.”
There is no better idea for a weekend than one of relaxation with family and friends at home, where brunch was intended to be served. It’s been a while since I have had a lazy Sunday morning and a “lively” Saturday night out with the girls, but this weekend I am going to make it happen! As a parent, and one that works on the weekends, my lazy Saturday and Sunday will not be exactly what Guy Beringer envisioned for the perfect weekend, but it will do just fine for me!
My plans/ Your new plans too, lol.
Before I go out on Saturday night, I’ll prepare my favorite flatbread recipe and allow to rise overnight. On Sunday, coffee and tea are nice, but I think I’ll go the Bloody Mary route instead. While sipping the splendid drink, I’ll bake the flat bread after the kids wake and poach an egg for the top! We’ll sit by the fire and talk and relax… Royal Tenenbaums anyone?
In my lifetime, brunch has always been an occasion. I couldn’t care less about an elegant restaurant, decent clothes, and fancy food. Mr. Beringer, I like your original intention a lot better. From now on, my brunches will be held in pajamas and good easy food will be prepared. No more hours of cooking and cleaning, no more Mimosas, and no more going out! I am going to take my Sunday brunches as a tranquil day with family and friends, instead of tossing myself into the hustle and bustle of the world before Monday.