One of my besties is in the throes of planning to get pregnant. To celebrate 10 months of having a DD, a group of us got together to surprise her with brunch and wine tasting.
The thing is - I am a card-carrying vegan. And this classy joint has hunks of meat showcased right at the entrance. Hello, carcass!! So why on earth would I not only go, but actually choose this place to brunch?!
The avocado toast. The breakfast potatoes. And this fried spinach salad that I am pretty sure was blessed by the pop himself because damn, it was good.
Despite the carnal offerings in the window, Echo & Rig offers an upscale option for discerning vegans. Don't get me wrong, I love my local tofu-scramble cafe as much as the next chakra-cleared eggplant eater. But that's eating, and sometimes you want to dine.
Our waitress, Rae I think her name was, should open up a hospitality school. You know those people who are so wonderful and nice it actually makes you a little uncomfortable? That was her. I basically felt like a selfish slob compared to her manners and grace. She was incredible.
Word to the wise: when you order the fried spinach salad, make sure you ask for the dressing to be made without the fish sauce.
Or just order some carbs with your carbs- potatoes and avocado toast- and those bottomless mimosas - and cry on a treadmill later.