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Tryst – Arlington, MA

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Tryst

 

Tryst is a fancy-ass restaurant in Arlington that Talls and I had avoided partly out of concern for the price and partly because on the weekend we’re jeans and t-shirt people and this doesn’t strike me as a jeans and t-shirt place.  But one weekend our friend Jenn was over, and we wanted to take her to a new brunch place but not, like, have to fucking drive or something crazy.  So Tryst it was.  Everyone who worked there was lovely, there were no comments on our attire, and the food was great.  Also, it was Restaurant Week still (I swear it lasts for a month in the Boston area.  This is not a complaint.) so it was cheaper than it would have otherwise been.  Bitchin’!

 

Every morning should start with a fancy duck taco.

Every morning should start with a fancy-ass duck taco.

There were two courses, because fucking-a Restaurant Week menu, and I went for the starter that said “duck.”  Like “maple,” “french toast,” and “bacon,” “duck” is one of my go-to menu words.

 

Talls was crunchy granola as he tends to be.

Talls was crunchy granola as he tends to be.

Jenn went for a peanuty thing.

Jenn went for a peanuty thing.

 

For the main course we stuck with our buzzwords, but they were all fancy and delicious so it worked out well.

Me: french toast!

Me: french toast!

Talls: huevos rancheros!

Talls: huevos rancheros!

Jenn: eggs n' meat!

Jenn: eggs n’ meat!

 

Jenn and I agreed the coffee was delish, and Talls loved the juice.  The atmosphere was nice, and as we were there earlier it wasn’t packed.  If you want a fancy place to eat tasty food that won’t bitch you out for sipping your coffee with a pinkie out, this is your place.

Hell’s Kitchen – Minneapolis, MN

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Hell’s Kitchen

This post is written by my partner Talls who was at a conference in Minnesota recently.  Thanks to covering brunchiness even when I was not there to bitch about it!

Well, shit, I think this might be our kind of place.

Well, shit, I think this might be our kind of place.

Hell’s Kitchen, besides being a neighborhood in New York City, is also a fucking great restaurant in Minneapolis.

It’s downstairs in a mall or something, which, I don’t even care, because fuck malls and just give me the food. Luckily you can enter from the outside.

The menu has all kinds of wonderful-sounding food. Thing like cornmeal pancakes, and a ham-and-pear sandwich, and Bison Benedict, and plantains, and lots of other stuff.

Also, huge bonus: this place believes in maple syrup. Really, truly fucking believes. You get pancakes? They come with real syrup. There is Maple-Glazed Bison Sausage. Their porridge (see below) has maple syrup in it. Yes. Win.

Sparkle Motion, bitches!

Sparkle Motion, bitches!

Enough of the seizure sign. What did I actually fucking order?

Yeah, so, I almost forgot to take a picture.

Yeah, so, I almost forgot to take a picture.

Luckily I only got a few bites in before I was like “Shit, I require photographic documentation as evidence of this fine-ass cuisine.”

At the top: real orange juice. Delicious.

At right: Mahnomin Porridge. It’s like if some extra-sophisticated motherfucker had looked at oatmeal and said, “Hold on, guys. We can seriously class this shit up.” Wild rice instead of oats, with dried blueberries and cranberries, hazelnuts, maple syrup, and cream. Delicious. Apparently they used to have to give this shit away, which I totally wish they were still doing.

Main course: Lemon-ricotta pancakes with fresh berries and maple syrup. These are among the best pancakes I have ever had. They’re up there with Gould’s Sugar Shack, and those made people ask if I was going to cry. Fucking awesome.

It wasn’t as cheap as Al’s Breakfast, but it was just as good if not better, and it wasn’t ridiculously expensive or anything. And I didn’t wait for an hour and 15 minutes, but that’s probably because it was ass-early on a Thursday.

In summation: you should go here and eat all their tasty food. If you have the bison stuff you should tell me how it was because I totally fucking wish I had room in my stomach for that, but it was too fucking full of other delicious stuff.

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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Trail’s End Cafe – Concord, MA

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Trail’s End Cafe

Trail’s End is a newer, smaller place than Helen’s that’s way nicer than what was here before.  Also, the nail place above the Rite Aid in the same complex is owned and operated by a lovely group of ladies.

Trail’s End is pretty, but their selection is small and their prices higher than I’d like.  What they have, though, is goddamn fucking delicious.

This is French Toast Bread Pudding. I have now died from glee.

This is Apple-Cinnamon Baked French Toast, which is essentially a drier bread pudding. I have now died from glee.

If you have read any other posts here you know of my extreme french toast problem, and thus would be unsurprised I barely glanced at the menu before settling on this.  And then, when it arrived, it got better.  I looooooove bread pudding.  Carbs and sugar bitches!  And this?  This was the delicious lovechild of french toast and bread pudding if bread-based food reproduced like cats and so apple pie managed to get some genes in there.  EAT THIS NOW.

This quiche is so tasty it basically jumps into your face unaided.

This quiche is so tasty it basically jumps into your face unaided.

The generally have a selection of quiche, but Talls went for bacon and mushroom.  Can you tell he has a Ph.D.?  What can I say, I like my men brilliant.  This quiche was the right texture, right amount salty, and packed with bacon and mushrooms.  They tried to balance it with fresh fruit, but of course he and I balanced it with my meal instead.  So they absolutely nailed both the sweet and the savory.

In conclusion, the food was great but as it’s not in my immediate area, has a smaller food selection, and costs more than most brunch places I don’t think I’ll be back a ton.  Definitely worth a stop if you’re passing through though!