Sunday Brunch with the Lee Family

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

tim. tam. slams.

It's 12:29 a.m. and what am I doing?

Reading the online AP Biology textbook of course.
And blasting Sufjan Stevens. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zUwuT6m5roU).
The obsession has yet to subside.

I'm also doing tim tam slams.

I realize it sounds pretty illicit, but it is as harmless as the American oreo cookie dunk.
The tim tam slam is the Australian equivalent, but much, much more fun.


I got these at Omni (right across from the fish section). I'm so happy.


Now here you are given choices: either bite them on two diagonal corners...or bite them on each end so it will be horizontal.


Partially immerse the biscuit into your hot drink of choice (hot chocolate, coffee, tea, butter beer, Miruvor etc.)

And suck on the other end as if drinking the beverage through a straw.

When the liquid reaches your lips, quickly devour the biscuit.
It's much more chocolatey and entertaining when consumed this way, rather than just straight from the package.

Do you guys like them?

Also, if you knew what Miruvor was without googling it, show yourself, because we MUST be friends.

Keep snacking,
Steph

P.S I'm totes rockin' Asian Student Union's "Fight the Flood" bracelet in most of these pictures. Get yours for $3 and support the cause! Proceeds will be going to Doctors Without Borders, my favorite NGO and future employer (i can dream)...(http://www.doctorswithoutborders.org/).