Can there be any meal better than a Sunday brunch? Yesterday, Richard and I were invited over to brunch with Julia and Richard. (Okay, two Richards--how can it be anything but fabulous, right?) We started with virgin mimosas: o.j. and Perrier with strawberry mash.
The breakfast sausages were purveyed at a butcher shop in Ottawa and the best I'd ever tasted.
The challah french toast was divine!
The extraordinary fruit cup was a combo of fresh mangoes, strawberries and blueberries topped with candied ginger in a lime syrup.
On top of the fruit, we dolloped a thick blackberry yogurt.
And Julia had just whipped up a batch of banana-walnut muffins which she made using ricotta cheese. Very moist and yummy!
Richard and I felt like we had walked into a TV episode on the Food Network. Every bite was amazing. Great food. Great conversation. I love Sunday brunch! Thanks Julia and Richard. When can we come back?