Our Weekend Brunch Ritual
I’m a huge advocate of having dinner as a family as many nights as possible. For my family of four it has been relatively easy but for others, I know it is very challenging, with work, sports, and lessons all in conflict with the dinner hour. For people whose lives make it impossible to gather at the table very often, why not try a weekend brunch as an alternative?
I actually don’t remember the time when there wasn’t a weekend brunch ritual, except perhaps for the few years when my sons were very young. When it was just my husband and me, we always made French toast and read the Sunday Times. When the boys reached school aged, we most often made pancakes. A few years ago, we grew weary of pancakes, and I started to make tofu and potato hash browns and Israeli salad, served with toast and juice.
This is a nice combination of hearty and filling / fresh and raw. It’s a little quirky, but it seems to suit everyone. For my hungry teenage boys, it makes a heaping helping suitable for their voracious appetites (these days, my older son is more like a guest at these brunches, now that he’s away at college). I like it better than pancakes, as I’m not crazy about sweet breakfasts and brunches (I think I had more fun making the pancakes than eating them). And my husband likes it because potatoes bring back good childhood memories. And that’s as it should be, since favorite food rituals are often associated with comforting memories from our earlier years.
Unlike dinner, when we chat while we eat, we read the local paper and the New York Times during our Sunday brunch. I’m reasonably sure that this weekly ritual will be one that my sons will remember fondly!
Following this post are the very simple recipes I use for our Sunday brunch. Do you any of you have any weekend breakfast or brunch rituals to share?