An article in an obscure Australian publication incited a baby boomer/millennial debate over avocado toast. Despite the pompous assertion that youngins could buy houses if only they saved instead of brunching, the old man has a point. Maybe we should all eat less brunch.
If you’re a fan of healthy, farm-to-table egg dishes then you’re in-luck because the entire brunch scene is molded around this preference. But I cannot stand for this bougie phenomenon that destroys my childhood memories of breakfast foods. Brunch should stand on unhealthy, delicious classics. Last week I ate brunch in [insert major city here]. After waiting for an hour, the hostess informed us that it would be a while longer as people closed out the restaurant’s bottomless mimosas. Sober and hungry, we watched for another hour as drunk brunchers pounded champagne.