If breakfast was a bear hug… Continue reading
There aren’t many bars you can keep full on a Monday at 1 p.m. by serving breakfast fare and running Scooby Doo on the only television in the place. But then again, Monday brunch at Trina’s isn’t for everyone. Continue reading
Soon her songs were appearing in Grey’s Anatomy, Old Navy commercials and oodles of “totally precious” post-hookup mixes for Sunday brunches worldwide—not to mention our hearts. Continue reading
That’s right, we’ve all been there. Even in Boston, foodies and trendsetters alike swarm the newest and best-reviewed breakfast joints, desperate to be the first from their group of friends to have tried it. Continue reading
Among the numerous species found in Boston (Manic-Depressive Sports Fan, Drunk Sorority Girl, Angry Hobo), is a most curious creature known as the Native Bruncher. Continue reading
Dear bor-nnoying brunch munchers,
I made up the word “bor-nnoying” to give you a taste of your own bacon. Continue reading
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