After spending an hour Googling the best breakfast and brunch places in NYC on Sunday morning, I came up with nothing new. I decided to check out Buttermilk Channel again (their pecan pie french toast is utterly ridiculous). We arrived at noon (based on learning lessons from the last 2 times: they are closed on Saturday for brunch and they do not serve alcohol prior to noon) and were told that it would be a 45 minute wait. Their food is good, but it isn't starve for another 45 minutes watching people teasingly enjoy their food good. My girlfriend checked her iPhone (AKA our weekend compass) and found a nearby place with great reviews. We got there and they sat us outdoors in their backyard patio area. I ordered their pancakes with mixed fruit and nearly had a religious experience. They were buttery crispy on the outside and fluffy enough to absorb the maple syrup (after countless pours). The pancakes were so amazing that I actually considered shaking the cook's hand. Did I mention $6 bellinis (that seemed to be mostly champagne)? Bring cash because they don't accept credit cards.
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