There are no words to describe how marvelous this was. I think I’ve been sort of desensitized to brunch fare - like you know how everything starts to taste the same if you’ve had the same thing over and over again? That goes for even if it’s of different variations.

This one just knocked the ball out of the park omg. I took my time to spread the compound butter and honeyed ricotta on the sourdough toasts, slapped on some scrambled eggs and San Marzano tomatoes and holy motherforking shirtballs was it a STUNNER.