I have to admit that I never actually experienced the craziness that supposedly ensued at La Strada's infamous brunch back in the day. So when I was invited to experience the rebirth of the "party brunch," this time housed in Hotel Zaza's Monarch Restaurant, I wasn't sure what to expect.
The flier proclaimed that I should be ready to "dance my brunch off" at Hotel Zaza's "Sunday School." Never one to miss an opportunity for sacrilege, I put on my dancing shoes, grabbed my best friend, and headed to Monarch.
The first thing that caught my eye was the ridiculously attractive crowd. If you think people look good at Hugo's Sunday brunch, you ain't seen nothing yet. Everyone was dressed in their Sunday best, with flowy dresses and thousand dollar shoes reigning supreme. This was people-watching at its finest. There were, of course, a handful of normal-looking humans, but they were the minority. Despite this, everyone was in a good mood and very friendly. Perhaps the free-flowing champagne and Bloody Marys helped put a smile on everyone's face.
In an atmosphere where the beautiful people mixed with dancers in tiny schoolgirl outfits, and even someone dressed in a gingerbread costume came out to mingle, the food was almost an afterthought, albeit a delicious one. Cards were given to each guest, and we were able to choose from a fish dish, a beefy green eggs platter, a vegetarian tofu scramble, and the vastly popular chicken and waffles. Tiny French Toasts skewers and fresh fruit kept hunger at bay while we waited for our breakfast. I tried the beef hash, which was good, but nothing compared to the crispy, moist chicken and waffles, which I devoured with gusto. And true to the flyer, I did end up dancing my brunch off with the help of a cocktail or two.
The fabulous mayhem known as Sunday School will be taking place the last Sunday of every month. It is truly something to experience at least once in your lifetime.
The monthly event is $35 per person, including food and a bottle of champagne for the table.
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