This past weekend was crazy packed. A friend from out of town was visiting. There were drinks to be had. Then there were holiday parties with friends to attend, where more drinks were had. Then there were shenanigans. And I completely forgot to photo-document it all. Guess that’s what happens when you’re having fun? That’s what I’ll keep telling myself.

Anyway, here’s some proof that the weekend actually happened, in the form of food eye candy. (I was going to use the other food phrase, but I’m trying to keep it kid-friendly here, people!) A nice Sunday afternoon brunch after all that hustle and bustle at Belcourt, the memory of which is my only arsenal against a wicked case of the Mondays (yes, I am aware that Monday’s almost over).

The usual barrage of beverages:

French fries, the perfect hangover food.

Croque Madame:

Smoked salmon omelette:

Not pictured: the warm buttermilk biscuits. So yummy. I’m totally fantasizing about those now.