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.
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 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.
Brunch the Fuck Up 