Brunch is served…at 7:45am.
Yes, I know to qualify as ‘brunch’ the meal must be served after 10am. How do I know this? Cause I lernt it on the interweb…! Yes, according to the always accurate Wikipedia site, a meal consumed before 10am cannot be considered brunch.
Wow. This throws my whole family history into a jeopardy. It could be because of the Mennonite heritage of milking the cows (I’ve never milked a cow but I’ve gathered a lot of eggs and caught a lot of chickens in my day…) and doing chores before breakfast or simply that I tend to be a ‘morning person’, ‘brunch’ has been consumed many many times before 10am in this household. As the Chief Brunch Maker in this family and for all those who believe brunch can be eaten before 10am, I may add an addendum to that Wikipedia site…
In any event, Sunday breakfast/brunch was a big deal in our house. We not only had a big breakfast that got bigger as Max and Chris got older, but it was a family moment as well. We usually had our weekly ‘family meeting’ post brunch and then as they got older and schedules more difficult, the family meeting happened after Sunday dinner. It was a few moments in the week to discuss schedules, coordinate plans and discuss things.
Ingrid, Max and I have been talking weekly and coordinating our lives in the past few months, but I haven’t made a real solid Sunday brunch since March 25. But I did today. The reason it was so early (aside from personality/culture ‘issues’ as indicated above) was that Max had to head to the pool for Life-guarding duty. Ingrid, sensibly enough, is still sleeping.
I’ll cook her a more traditional brunch served between 10am and 1pm.
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