Brunching is an LA institution, and in my opinion the most fashionable meal of the day.
What better accessory to an outfit than a side of Eggs Benedict or fluffy blueberry pancakes soaked in syrup and melted butter, especially when either option is picture perfect?
Ahead are the chicest brunches in Los Angeles in terms of decor and taste.
Coastal: The Draycott
I am still dreaming about my scrumptious brunch at the village’s swanky eatery, The Draycott. This British-owned brasserie with a marble-top bar and jeweled-toned couches is where I sipped on a mimosa and chewed on a historical novel with a side of peach compote french toast, dressed with crème fresh. Spending a morning there properly satiated my eyes and stomach. I can’t wait to go back!
In Beverly Hills: The Henry
The Henry is as charming as its namesake suggests. Like a dapper gentleman in a well-fitted suit, The Henry is dressed in royal blue wallpaper and decorated with romanticist landscape paintings that should be hung at The Getty. Such an environment is heightened with the sounds of indie alternative music and a sea of Angeleno creatives chatting away about their latest design project or screenplay. Of course, the best part about The Henry? The brunch itself. I highly recommend the breakfast burrito with thick bits of bacon, potatoes and chorizo. I washed mine down with an iced almond milk latte.
In Mid City: Republique
It doesn’t matter what time of day you stop by, the Republique always has a line out the door, like court subjects eager to visit a king. This is fitting because when you step inside, the stone arches that flank a royal crest resemble a medieval castle. There is even a window-case filled with a butcher’s best! Such a primeval ambience is offset by modernly geometric floors and rustic wood tables. Once you conquer the line, get ready for one of the most delectable brunches of your life! A dish as simple as a bacon and eggs breakfast will melt in your mouth, but you may want to try something more befitting of Chefs Walter and Margarita Manzke’s talents, like the steak and Eggs Benedict. Step aside, regular steak and eggs!
For some, Sunday brunch is an after-church affair. At Redbird, you go to church for brunch. Their ricotta blueberry pancakes are angelic, as soft and fluffy as heavenward clouds. I even exclaimed “this is heaven” while consuming it, and the religious diction was quite purposeful. Hallelujah that my dear friend and fellow wordsmith, Mariam Makatsaria suggested we go there to take in the sights as well as the food.
West Hollywood: The Hart and the Hunter
The Hart and the Hunter will truly steal your heart, like it did mine. This eclectic eatery inside of The Palihotel is tiled in baby blue walls. I cozied up with a latte while taking a seat on the eatery’s butterscotch leather booths with gingham pillows. In between bites of good ‘ol Eggs Benedict, I couldn’t help but gape at the historic portraits along the walls, but even my breakfast plate had that touch of history with floral-adorned cutlery.
What is your favorite spot for Brunch?
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