It’s no coincidence that the word ‘brunch’ rhymes with ‘munch,’ my favorite pastime in the world! Like a small child, I will go running down the hall at the first crinkle of a bag. So brunch is near-and-dear to my heart.
Mornings are reserved for me to choose either to sleep in or to spend it soaking in a few handcrafted moments. I keep mornings, best as I can, sacred and mostly untouched. By lunch and after, I know it’s time for work, either at school or in my own makeshift office space. But brunchtime is a time for being engaged.
Over warm buttered bread, I have made many friends and heard countless stories. With each hot coffee or tea, I have let little sips of myself go out to others. The importance of brunch is that you are present.
No spoonful goes unnoticed and no whimsical exchange falls by the wayside. The very nature of brunch is about consuming every last morsel. Technology is used only as it was intended, a tool for convenience and sharing. The real interaction and the higher connectivity happen at face-value. And everyone looks their best in the glow of that late morning light.
Even without the outward invitation of a dining partner, brunch brings us closer to ourselves. It provides the wooden board to display all of our needs and to soak in the nutrients of self-care. It is that moment in our day where we have complete control and yet, oddly, nothing to control at all. We exist in our element, finding a good pairing or simply standing on our own. Looking around the brunch spot of the day, there is a smorgasbord of other solo courses or simple pairings that just seem to work.
If I’ve invited you to brunch, that’s a significant gesture. I am inviting you to really know me, to seek me out and see me removed from the other roles I might play.
Brunch is a time where everything is stripped back to the basics, the organics of life. It is a time for feasting on all that life has provided us.
How do you get your weekly bites of engagement?