Ever wonder how you found yourself pitchers deep into bottomless mimosas while a beaten-down waiter (who’s definitely hungover) hesitantly pours you more and more coffee while you wait for your eggs to arrive? Yeah, me neither, because at that point on my Saturday morning I’m more concerned about finding my debit card than I am wondering about the history of brunch.
We’ve discussed this before, but words only go so far when your vision is too blurry to read because you indulged the night before. Brunch’s origin has more to do with hangovers than one might think. As someone who has taken brunch too for more than he’d like to (or actually can) remember, the history of brunch goes something like this.
In “Brunch: A Plea,” British author Guy Beringer suggested an alternative to the heavy, post-church Sunday meals in favor of lighter fare served late in the morning. “Brunch is cheerful, sociable and inciting,” Beringer says. “It is talk-compelling. It puts you in a good temper, it makes you satisfied with yourself and your fellow beings, it sweeps away the worries and cobwebs of the week.”
Truth, Guy Beringer. But for those of you who doubled-down on yesterday’s brunch and took things late into the night watching the Super Bowl with a 12-pack of your best friends, here’s a video courtesy of Great Big Story that will give you some facts you can drop next week while you wait for your table to get cleaned off.
And there you have it. You have Guy to thank for all those “Can I actually afford this after last night?” decisions you’ve made. You have Guy to thank for taking your hangover from one day to two days after you got drunk again rather than cooling your jets. You have Guy to thank for giving you an excuse to drink in the morning without being considered someone with “a problem.” .