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Hello, bloody Mary in Brooklyn with Missy!

Can I just say that I LOVED my apartment last year because I had a HUGE room that looked over Prospect Park, but I am loving my new apartment a little bit more because I have the option to walk to five billion different places for brunch? I mean, that’s not the only reason, but it’s huge. And my bedroom is still overlooking trees. Brooklyn! Love you. Ha.

So, Colonie on Atlantic Ave. I’ve been once before for dinner and it was very good, and I decided it was time to try for brunch. The menus are a little short, but there’s still enough options for me.

These are the pancakes. Not my favorite presentation, it looks like a quesadilla. But I did dig the raspberry preserve!

This is the leek and gruyere scramble which was a solid choice. Also I feel like I’ve had some very dry potatoes lately and these ones were perfecto.

Also perfecto:

Biscuits! A little butter and raspberry preserve, you’re good to go. Biscuits are just good, people.

So I do really like Colonie. It’s a cool space, too. And we went around 1 or so on Saturday and didn’t even have to wait. And I had a Bellini. The way brunch should be!

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Who loves brunchy beverages? I do, I do. This is actually from a few weeks back, when Hagan and I went on an adventure in the rain to Char No. 4. I underestimated how long it would take us to walk there from my apartment in the pouring rain. Sunshine – no problem. But when it’s raining and you live a few flights up and by the time you’re downstairs you realize you don’t have an umbrella and you’re like “screw it” and decide to walk there anyway? Not as fun. Hagan was soaking wet and the dude asked him if he could grab him a towel from the bar for his hair. Ha!

Anyway – there were brunchy beverages. I don’t do the whole Bloody Mary thing but Hagan does and he likes them spicy and he gave Char No. 4 a “good to go” in case you’re into Bloody Marys too.

See. And now the foodz:

House smoked bacon, one of Hagan’s favorite things. Followed by his actual favorite thing:

Crispy cheddar curds. Yep, that happened. Yummy.

And then you know, the usual stuff:

Yeah… what isn’t on this plate? I stole some potatoes, natch, and they were so good.

And then me:

This was a brunch special that day. I believe it was corned beef hash. The sauce underneath it definitely had a kick to it. I think I keep forgetting what “hash” means because this is the second time I’ve ordered hash and it wasn’t what I expected. So maybe I don’t know what hash is. Basically there was this hash once at the Roebling Tea Room like two years ago (seriously) that had potatoes and beets and an egg on top and I keep looking for it and that was not it. Not sure why I thought corned beef would do the trick but that’s what happens when you’re a whackadoodle like me.

ANYWAY. I very much liked Char No. 4 and would like to go back – whether it’s for brunch or I’d also like to try their dinner.

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Two more posts from this round in Michigan, folks. Here is Michelli with a Bloody Mary at Tony’s in Ferndale. Tony’s is a teeny little sportsbar and boy did we pack it out for the last weekend of Spartan and Wolverine football. I’m only mentioning Wolverine football because we were actually at a fundraiser that had to do with the Michigan/Ohio State game but all you need to know is that Michigan lost and the better game on TV was with the Spartans anyway! Go green! I have so much Michigan State pride and I’m so glad I got to spend so much time with Michelle when I was at home last!

ALSO: while we were there, Michelle and I both ran into some Blasts from the Past. It is a small, small world. Even smaller when you’re in a Blast from the Past’s hometown! My Blast from the Past was an old friend from a summer at State when I lived in a house with five guys. Five guys! And I didn’t even know them when I moved in! It was a kind of experiment actually, and it was really fun. Miss those boys actually, that was a good time.

ALSO: It was at Tony’s where I ordered a BLT and when I got it, this man came over to me and asked me what kind of sandwich I was eating because it looked “good as hell.” Michigan!

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