It's Monday March the 12 around 7:00AM and
Favorite Things: Brunch and Classic TV
I've had two pretty good brunches recently. What this has to do with classic TV is beyond even me. But stay with me anyway. It will be worth it. Sort of.
Brunch One: Subeez (891 Homer)
Now, I know what you're thinking. It's a little bit too hipster, non? Yeah, it probably is. I don't buy it's faux hipstery anymore than you do. The waitresses with the perfect little outfits - complete with I'm cooler than you hats and ridiculous belts. The bartender with that "don't look at me and my perfectly skinny black jeans" look in his eye. Anyway, the food is actually good - although I don't get how these hipsters can even get food to you in a timely manor. The americanos are good (and smugly served with a water on a silver tray) and the chorizo frittata is tasty. I highly recomend sitting there and reading something obnoxious - I chose Mark Steyn's America Alone. Believe me reading this book in a hipster-y retreat like this is quite hilarious. Trust me.
Brunch Two: Joe Fortes (777 Thurlow Street)
This one is too easy. Any place that has groovy live music for an average Sunday brunch is satisfactorly ridiculous. I had the House Smoked Chicken and Sweet Potato Hash - "fresh tomatoes, scallions, cilantro,
poached eggs, chipotle hollandaise 14.00". Anything with chipotle hollandaise is good. Anything. The ever present champagne and orange juice is an added bonus. I also pretended that I was American on a weekend vacation, which was rather fun.
How does the classic TV fit in? It doesn't really. But walking off the greatest brunch i've had in 2007 was done with DVD shopping. Looking actually. But here's the thing: can you believe these two things are on DVD?
Riptide? Really? Stephen J. Cannell you're a genuis. I love the robot. 1984 was so cute, thinking everyone would have a robot, a boat, and an old helicopter. So cool.
Emergency! Thank God. (original opening here) This was what made life worth living when I was just discovering the magic that is TV. Now it's out on DVD. Best. Thing. Ever.
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