Aside from being one of the most significant achievements in human history (pants: not far behind), it’s also a wonderful source of essential nutrients, carbohydrates and vodka.
But there’s a problem: Sunday only happens once a week.
Time to call an audible.
Welcome to Swit Bakery & Cafe, a slick new coliseum of fizzy mimosas, early-morning power dealings and every-day brunch on the Westside, hoping to swing their doors open by this time next week.
The first thing you’ll notice when you walk into this place: a floating choir of angels singing songs about french toast. That, and maybe the towering floor-to-ceiling windows, sprawling concrete floors and particularly dominating presence of a giant white fireplace to your left.
And it’s there that you and your bean counters will take a seat in one of the brown leather couches and wax poetic on Q2 projections (or 2012 Intern Olympics projections) over croque-madames and crepes with farmer’s cheese and honey.
Or if it’s a coffee-date thing, your time may be best utilized at a small marble bar or dark wood table under those massive windows. Spicy Cucumber Sandwiches, fresh-baked bread filled with brie, pears and honey... it’s all there for you.
Except those Bloodys and mimosas. They’ll have to wait until the liquor papers come through in a couple of weeks.
Brunch wasn’t built in a day.