Today on Chicago Brunch Blog, we’re going to play a game called, “Let’s genderize brunch so dad doesn’t feel emasculated or something.” It’s Father’s Day this Sunday (that being June 20 for all you last minute gift-givers), which means another blissful midday brunch, showering your favorite human armchair with gratitude, gifts and maybe just a little love. And for you bastard children out there (holla!), you too can celebrate Father’s Day by picking yourself up one of the many daddies searching for girls to spoil on Craigslist. Who’s a believer in second chances now?!
It’s a sad day for us sausage lovers, as King Link, Jimmy Dean has passed away at the age of 81. As one who grew up on those breakfast treats, I’ll never forget the image of Dean standing in the kitchen or sitting on the fabricated stoop of a utopian farmhouse somewhere preaching the sausage gospel. Nor I will also never forget the Jimmy Dean world before bastardized products like blueberry-wrapped sausage on a stick or breakfast casseroles. You will be missed!
Other than hockey and soccer, it’s widely known that I am physically, mentally and emotionally incapable of watching and/or participating in sports. On the plus side, the timing couldn’t be better as it’s both the end of hockey season and the beginning of the World Cup, meaning I can enjoy a spirit-filled sporting event with the rest of you, particularly since these games will be tearing up all of those obnoxious LCD screens labeled as amenities in restaurants.
So, for this week’s Where to Brunch, the theme is World Cup brunch and where to find it. Note: I was originally going to roll with World Cup Waffles but apparently sports bars seem to have an aversion to serving them. Go figure.
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