Monthly Archives: July 2014

Main Streets Cafe – Concord, MA

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Main Streets Cafe

 

We went here with my friend Julia who has managed to be her on undoing because she is so hard core that the only person worthy of being her nemesis is herself.  This meant we needed to pick her up if we wanted to have brunch with her, and since she’s so fucking incredible we obviously did.  She lives in the Concord area, so Talls and I packed her in our motorized chariot, begged her to try to rein in her glory so she didn’t accidentally destroy the car, and sped over to Concord center.

MSC has hella great drinks – good coffee, good tea, great fruit juice, and a mango smoothie that I believe Talls is now clinically addicted to.  They also have incredible muffins that are huge and have some very interesting flavor combos, so if you’re passing through stopping to grab a muffin and a drink before heading on your way would be the appropriate thing to do.  But we were there for brunch.

A buttery waffle

A buttery waffle

Brunch was… okay.  It was a pretty standard affair, so if you like a basic, no-surprises brunch you’ll be fine here.  I was bored.  Helen’s across the way (which I have covered before) also does brunch basics but it isn’t dull the way it is here.  Lots of Market Streets’ non-brunch fare is great: if you want lunch, skip the sit down restaurant and walk down to their burrito kitchen.  Even their basic burritos are amazing.  Brunch, on the other hand, is not their thing.  I felt like they were just going through the motions.  Their heart wasn’t in it.

Omelette. Hash.

Omelette. Hash.

It was fucking “meh” that when I looked at the pictures this morning to write this post it took me ten entire minutes to remember where the hell we had eaten.  What clued me in?  The chairs.

So yeah, this is not a rave review.  It’s not rant of horribleness.  This is a serviceable brunch, but if you have a choice go elsewhere.  Or stock up on muffins and drinks and then go have brunch in one of the local graveyards.  100 extra fucking weirdo points if you do this while dressed up as a ghost!

Belated Instructions on how to 4th of Jbrunch

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Step One: make some bitchin’ crepes.

Step Two: fill crepes with red, white, and blue filling of goddamn deliciousness.

Bluebs. raspbs, and homemade whipped cream.

Bluebs. raspbs, and homemade whipped cream.

Step Three: also put in some fucking crazy fruit cheeses.

Goat cheese with cinnamon and cranberry, and wensleydale with apricot.

Goat cheese with cinnamon and cranberry, and wensleydale with apricot.

Step Four: observe your partner through a gigantic fossilized turtle shell.

Talls and this shell can both be found at the Harvard Museum of Natural History.

Talls and this shell can both be found at the Harvard Museum of Natural History.

And that’s how you do a true fucking 4th of Jbrunch in B-town.

Bondir – Concord, MA

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Bondir Concord

 

My parents are great people.  Really.  They’re caring towards each other, and to me, and to other people.  They raised me to love maple syrup, so the clearly did something right.  They do not, however, appear to know how to determine if a restaurant serves brunch.

They invited me and Talls out to their neck of the woods for brunch and chose Bondir Concord because they’re fancy like that.  Unfortunately, Bondir serves Lunch not Brunch.  Goddamn it.  I ordered the most brunch like thing they had and soldiered on.

My attempt at brunch - a ploughman's lunch.

My attempt at brunch – a ploughman’s lunch.

It has cheese, brown bread, and fruit preserves.  That’s vaguely brunchy, right?  It was presented quite fancily and was tasty enough.

And hey, the latte was good.

And hey, the fucking latte was good.

So yeah.  This wasn’t really brunch so I don’t have a lot else to say.  The food wasn’t bad, but it was also pretty expensive so it’s not anywhere Talls and I would go on our own even for the meals they do serve.  And Concord has plenty of great restaurants who do good food that won’t break the bank.

The place was done up pretty, though.

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Starlight Llama B and B – Northampton, MA

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Starlight Llama Solar Bed and Breakfast

 

This is not a review of a brunch restaurant, but it does include brunch and a variety of animals I don’t usually include in these dispatches from the tasty food front.  I will sum up the non-brunch part of this great little place by saying: the owners are great, the location is well-placed for Northampton access and other Pioneer Valley stuff if you have access to a car – which, honestly, you kind of need for the valley in general – the rooms are nice and the stars are a hell of a lot easier to gaze at than they are in Boston.

This being a bed unt breakfast, these lovely people cook as well as provide you with a place to lay your head.  They are very food allergy conscious and can easily accommodate vegans as all their breks are vegetarian to begin with.

We began this meal with yogurt, fresh fruit, and granola.

We began this meal with yogurt, fresh fruit, and granola.

Everybody gets water, OJ, and whatever hot drink you’re feeling goes with your particularly crunchiness.  I of course went for coffee and Talls tried to steal my orange juice as well as drink his because it is his lifeblood.

There was a choice of muffins, I swear! My bran was sweet and delicious.

There was a choice of muffins, I swear! My bran was sweet and delicious.

Yeah, this is another post where I was too dazzled by the food to remember to take pictures first.  Look, I write a damn blog about brunch.  If I wasn’t in it for the food what the fuck would I be doing here?

Scrambled omelets with cheddar and asparagus. Fuck yes!

Scrambled omelets with cheddar and asparagus. Fuck yes!

The eggs were for all, and we all – Talls and I and two other couples who were friends and lovely people – dug in and stuffed our faces.  Good eggs straight off the pan are some of the greatest things in life.

Vegan sausage. Not my fave, but pretty good.

Vegan sausage. Not my fave, but pretty good.

Hmm, I promised animals didn’t I?  Well, prior to the food there was the dancing pug event, and then during one of the farm’s peacocks kept shaking his tail feathers for a peahen who was not picking up what he was putting down.  The llamas, donkey, big black dog of prepubescent wiggles, chickens, guinea fowl, and emus were around but not involved in the food festivities.