Epic quest for one of the city's unique spot on a Sunday morning.
1:00 pm: Brunch?
1:30 pm: Arrived in front of l'Avenue and the line goes all the way to the end of the block. It is pouring outside
3:00 pm: we are inside.
A baroque place with street art influences overhung by an actual motorcycle attached to the ceiling and rocked by an electro DJ set. Loud vocal chords are recommended to communicate.
Then comes the food... and I am full at 3:30 pm. Honestly, very rich menu providing you with unique egg combinations such as benedicts and chorizo. Juices are amazing and I recommend the orange-yogurt-maple sirup freshly squeezed mix. And next time I will get these Mimosa pitchers for sure. Your hangover will not resist to such a heavy brunch and a very pleasant service.
However, numbers speak for themselves: you will wait a long time unless you go there during the week. More, waiters might prioritize their tectonik practice over getting tables ready in timely manners. Yes, I witnessed an extremely deep V-neck taking actually 15 minutes to clear a single table while dancing. Perhaps economics would be welcome here.
Anyway. FULL. I WANT MY LARRY.