By the Lee family, I mean my family.
I thought I should that just incase.
You know, because it can get pretty confusing at times because Lee is such a common last name.
Like, one would think it's safe to assume that the name "Lee" indicates asian ancestry, but then there are caucasians with the familiar last name (Rober E. Lee of the Confederate Army anyone?) that just screws you over, and now you're sitting there and going "What since when?".
At which point I direct you towards google.
Well, Poppa Lee decided to resurrect our Sunday morning chow festivities back from the halcyon days of 2005 (circa summer camps and multiplication charts).
We used to have a legitimate feast every Sunday morning, complete with grapefruit, blood oranges, melons, watermelons, some yellow korean fruit that doesn't grow on American soil, biscuits, bagels, danishes, bacon, ham, potato salad, noodles, and probably kimchi. I don't remember kimchi being there, but it wouldn't surprise me.
I mean, let's be real here.
I'm Korean. My family's korean.
A Korean meal is never complete in the absence of kimchi.
Anyways, this time around our family of five decided to plop our jolly selves down at Henrietta's Table (One Bennett Street, Cambridge, MA) for brunch.
This is where one can consume raw cheese, multiple pâtés, smoked salmon, herbed smoked salmon, bagels, crackers, mashed butternut squash, broiled atlantic salmon, fried polenta, rib eye from the carving station, waffles, omelettes, chicken, danishes, chocolatines, some green vegetable i didn't like, roast eggplant/carrots/you-name-it-it's-there, and of course, the brunch favorite, egg benedict.
There were a lot more vegetables, but that really isn't my thing so I wouldn't know.
And you know what's really great about Henrietta's Table?
Other than the delicious meal and semi-attractive, Russian-accented waiters?
The dessert table bitches:
You are currently drooling over the strawberries, blueberries, blackberries, and chocolate mousse cake.
My sister had this, and I had cheesecake, pumpkin crème brûlée, and somethingsomethingdulce that I forgot the name of.
All before 2 in the afternoon.
Delicious.
Eat like champions,
Steph
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