From boring meetings to harried last-minute shopping trips, weekdays are full of activities that we would just assume skip. That’s why we rarely miss an opportunity to treat ourselves with brunch. As soon as that first mimosa hits the table, our stress dissolves and we forget all about the chaotic week ahead. This month, follow our lead and practice some Sunday self care at one of these seven San Antonio hotspots. Who says therapy can’t come with a side of fried potatoes?
As much as we love heavy staples like eggs Benedict, sometimes we just don’t have time to take a power nap on Sunday Funday. Instead of missing out on our favorite meal entirely, we power up with the lighter offerings at Barbaro. Start with a salad of kale, grapes, gorgonzola, and pumpkin seeds before moving on to the daily frittatas (we’ve never had a bad one). Then limit yourself to just one white peach bellini. You’ll still have those great brunch vibes, but now you’ll also be able to make it through spin class.
Brunch is one of the booziest meals of the week. So unless you want to wind up the star of a viral video, you better have something to sop all of it up. Bexar Pub’s weekend menu does just that, forming a much-needed barricade for all the mimosas and micheladas you will no doubt down. We especially love the biscuit sandwich — a return of the classic from the much-missed Folc. Trust us, the Spam version is just as good as the pork belly.
We know that plenty of folks swear by the restorative powers of menudo, but we rely on another traditional Mexican soup. Pozole, especially the tomatillo and green chili based verde version, has everything we need to cut through Sunday morning fog — antioxidants, protein, and lots of liquid to bring our parched body back to life. Chisme’s sprightly version, served with all the fixings, has saved us more times than we can count. (Okay, so the mimosa carafes helped a little bit too.)
A fancy dinner may not always be in the cards, but that shouldn’t stop San Antonians from living it up. Budget ballers can still get a taste of the good life with Cured’s luxurious chef’s breakfast. The plate offers a little bit of everything — flaky biscuits, sweet praline bacon, crab meat, eggs, fried green tomatoes, and boudin noir (that’s blood sausage, but don’t be scared). All is served with a michelada so you can toast your newly found wealth.
The General Public
Oatmeal has come a long way since Wilford Brimley convinced the nation that the porridge was more of an obligation than a treat. Take the General Public’s decadent Charlotte Anne’s Steel Cut Oats. Made with a ton of butter, hand grated piloncillo, fresh cream, and dried fruit, it might as well be a dessert. (But you’ll still feel wholesome while eating it.)
NOLA Brunch & Beignets
English writer Guy Beringer may have coined the term brunch, but an immigrant named Elizabeth Kettenring Begue brought the German concept of a “second breakfast” to New Orleans long before Beringer’s famous essay gave it a new name. Origins aside, chef Pieter Sypesteyn’s Big Easy inspired bread pudding French toast and brisket grillades are miles above any dish the Brits ever put on a plate.
Tucker’s Kozy Korner
This east side bar had gone through a few changes of ownership before the Boulavardier Group’s Jeret Peña took it over this summer, but comfort food still reigns supreme. Under the consultation of chef Jeff White, the brunch menu turns out diner favorites like biscuits and gravy, hash, and — of course — chicken and waffles.