However in order to make up for lost time, here's the first edition of my two part brunch round-up. After all, brunch may be the best meal and needs two posts of devotion. You get an excuse to sip champagne cocktails with eggs on brisk, sunny mornings? Yes, please!
Max's wine dive, a 2009 sophomore in the downtown scene, kicked off my fall brunch fest. It's a dim lit speakeasy type restaurant that serves up inventive home cooking on refined plates. Their waiters' shirts boast, "Fried chicken and Champagne? ... Why the hell not?!" Ryan, two other Aarons, and I were lucky to be seated on the restaurant's small patio on the beautiful afternoon. Was everyone else hungover in bed still? Must have been because the vitamin D along with the fresh squeezed grapefruit mimosas were too good to pass up.
Ryan ordered Big M's "El Muerte", the cure all hangover meal. Tender morsels of braised goat are sandwiched between fried tostadas, then topped with two fried eggs and fresh salsa. The savory concoction is rich and erases Sunday morning headaches. The dish exemplifies, if goat can be cooked right, it is a protein to be reckoned with; nightmares of stringy meat from salvaging livestock disappear after just a bite.
I dined on the Eggs Max, their take on the classic eggs benedict. Sweet brioche like Texas toast is topped with prosciutto, sauteed greens, and two perfectly poached eggs (according to my standards) all topped with a truffle cream sauce that was more decadent than hollandaise. The nibble of all the components was perfection.
Next up on my brunch fest, some girl friends and I visited Perla's, arguably one of the hottest new places to hit the Austin scene this year, even Esquire agrees. We were seated in a bright, airy dining room equipped with fish tanks and tasteful Gulf Coast decor. The four of us sat dazed, sipping Cava mimosas reviewing our Halloween craziness from the night before.
We began our meal with raw oysters. I am new to them, and I must admit their texture takes a bit to get used to, but these mollusks have won me over. We ordered a half dozen of two different kinds, both from Prince Edward Island. Please forgive me, but their exact names escape me. One tasted more briney, and the half shell was full of it's potent oyster juice. The other was a milder sea taste that I enjoyed more, especially when topped with mignonette sauce.
For my entree I ordered, along with 2 other ladies at the table, the Crab Florentine. I am a sucker for egg Benedict like dishes these days, however I was disappointed with this one. Don't get me wrong, the combination of flavors, the succulent lump crab, spinach, griddled tomato, and hollandaise, were heavenly. But, and this is a big but, my eggs were overcooked to the point I considered them soft boiled.
The reason I love poached eggs is due to the runny yolk, and I missed out. Unfortunately, my friend Jamie did as well, but Jodi's were perfect. I think the biggest problem with new restaurants is inconsistency, and this experience proved Perla's brunch still needs a bit of work in that arena. I'll be back be soon though to reevaluate.
Stay tuned for part 2 of my Fall Brunch Fest!



