Brunch is one of those things that defines relationships… You really hope I'm being sarcastic right now, and I am (thank goodness). However, I will say this: when two people have brunch together, they are forced to point out one another's differences. (That's how the saying goes… right?) Vital, identity-revealing questions must be answered. Are you bloody mary or mimosa… or coffee? Are you breakfast-side or lunch-side? Savory or sweet? The list goes on.
When it comes to brunch, Adam and I could not be more different. He leans toward the lunch-side; if there is a good burger on the menu, he's getting it. Personally, I believe eggs should be incorporated into most, if not all, brunch items. Only a place that does both facets of brunch well can resolve this gaping disparity in our relationship. This weekend, we tried The Must in DTLA and were happy to say it met both our requirements.
One thing we can both agree on? Coffee. Also, I totally dig the water in old whisky bottle thing. Nice touch.
The Must has a bit of a Souther Comfort meets Mexican type vibe. What I ordered was basically a grilled cheese with eggs and fried fennel. Hard to go wrong.
Sitting on the patio is a great people watching opportunity. I was facing Winston Street, which is full of rundown and abandoned buildings but also alive and frenetic with people coming in and out of the warehouses and stores. Once in a while, you'll see something out of the ordinary. Like a very small child carrying a giant, cake-shaped piñata or a greyhound wearing sandals. If you're looking for secluded, this is not your jam— otherwise, it's kind of fantastic.