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I used to panic every time someone asked me to host brunch. You know that feeling. The one where you stare into the fridge at 8 a.m.

I hate brunch that leaves me sluggish an hour later. You know the kind (greasy,) oversalted, stuffed with sugar and zero nutrition.

I hate boring dinners. You do too. Tired of the same three meals on repeat? Wish you could eat like you’re traveling.

I hate Saturday mornings that start with an alarm clock and end with me covered in pancake batter. You know the feeling. You want something good.

I hate waiting for brunch. Especially when the coffee’s cold and the bill’s $38 for two eggs and toast. You’re here because you want real food.

Brunch is messy. It’s sticky syrup on your fingers and cold coffee you forgot about.