If you were following me through my staycation last weekend, you’re probably wondering how I’m still alive. After seven straight meals eating out in various NYC hotspots, I am wondering the same thing. It was a glorious weekend in New York City, void of commitments and sparkling with summer weather, and I lived it up for three straight days like I’d never see food again.
My epic brunches began on Saturday, when I was five pounds lighter and had the promise of a long weekend ahead of me. After being charmed by a recent bike ride through Cobble Hill, Brooklyn, I convinced Paul it would be worth the trip across the River for a day of exploring. This was, of course, mainly driven by food, as I’ve had my sights set on Buttermilk Channel since I moved to the city.
After a surprisingly quick trip on the 4/5, we started our descent down Court Street, a lovely stretch of boutique shops, antique stores, and famous food spots. As we approached Buttermilk Channel, I immediately noticed the sidewalk seating, but because of the partially ominous sky, we chose to sit inside instead.
After all the hype about brunch at Buttermilk Channel, I was expecting a grandiose decor that matched its reputation, but was instead impressed by its minimalistic interior. Buttermilk Channel isn’t about exposed brick and antique finishes; it’s about the food.
Paul and I both ordered lattes to begin, and they were tasty but the espresso was a little bitter for my taste. However, I had no problem finishing the entire cup before our first plate came out- a banana walnut sticky bun from the snack menu. This sweet starter was served with a topping of whole walnuts, drizzled with icing, and filled with cinnamon and banana. It was as good as it sounds, and one portion was perfect for sharing.
Next up was the Eggs Huntington, Buttermilk Channel’s rendition of eggs Benedict. Poached eggs were served on a buttermilk biscuit with deliciously salty Benson’s Country Ham and hollandaise sauce. The biscuit was the true winner on the plate; but a full taste with some of the side, a lightly dressed organic green, was the ultimate well-balanced and loaded bite.
We also ordered the short rib hash, which was a recommendation from the waiter. The sunny-side-up eggs were served over the flavorful, surprisingly juicy short rib and I had a lot of trouble parting with half of this dish when Paul and I swapped plates. As Paul put perfectly between muffled bites, “no words.” I’ll leave it at that.
We also justified ordering the pecan pie French toast as our brunch dessert, because how could we not? I was impressed by the dish before I took my first bite, with two extremely thick pieces of bread, a generous sprinkling of powdered sugar, toasted pecan topping, and a whipped cream so thick it looked like ice cream. The finishing touch was the Bourbon molasses, which added further complexity to this show stopper.
Needless to say, we left very full and happy to have another excuse to walk back through Brooklyn before the rain started, admiring the brownstones and the stroller-clad hipsters. Spending time in Cobble Hill, which I highly recommend, even got me thinking about life beyond my city bustle and matchbox apartment..
The Bitches say A. There’s many great reasons why fellow foodies escape the city for Buttermilk Channel’s brunch. Their comforting twist on classics truly defines what quality brunch means in New York, and coupled with a warm atmosphere in a lovely neighborhood, you leave feeling good about your day.
524 Court St.
Buttermilk Channel serves brunch on Saturdays and Sundays from 10 a.m. to 3 p.m.