When my boyfriend and I first started dating we would go out for brunch every weekend. It was the most delicious of times, and also the most expensive of times. Rather than confess my financial shortcomings to him, I convinced my beau that, staying in and cooking our own brunch would be SO much better. I'm still not sure if he believed that giant load of horse poop, or if he just felt bad for me, but either way, I got my way and we started making (some) of our weekend morning meals at home.

Here are some snaps of this past Sunday's brunch - recipe inspired by our favorite dish at mile end and adapted from this!