A little more about me, the Brunch Betch. Currently, I am a junior at the University of Florida studying telecommunications. As you may have guessed brunching is my passion. What draws me in to this mid-day eat fest? GLAD YOU ASKED! It's the late mornings, it's pairing booze with orange juice and knowing it's ok, it's the decadence of hollandaise sauce and raspberry mascarpone stuffed french toast, it's the atmosphere and outfits and plentiful Instagram opportunities. Mainly, it's sharing in such a cultural phenomenon that celebrates diversity and the global equalizer: great food.

The ode to the Benedict

I'll start off with an ode to the Benedict. The history of the Eggs Benedict derives from the hub of hip brunching: New York City. The origins are highly disputed, but most can agree that Lemuel Benedict walked in to the Waldorf hotel and ordered buttered toast, poached eggs, bacon, and hollandaise sauce. The hotel was so taken by this specific recipe they added it to their menu under his name. Thus forever engraving the staple of the brunch world: Eggs Benedict. Pictured is a potato pancake Benedict from a cozy little Gainesville grill, Iveys. Ivey's serves up home made food that is fresh from the kitchen, nothing you get here is formulated or repeated. But it's tiny and food runs out quickly, so get there early and grab a booth and their signature coffee brew and chow down on an infamous Benedict dish! Happy Brunching, xoxo.