With all due respect to Kurt Vonnegut, breakfast just doesn’t get us out of bed anymore. But brunch? Now there’s a meal that knows how to greet the day. On lazy weekends, it’s our culinary snooze button before the morning officially begins. We arrive with our bed heads, yoga pants, and hangovers, expecting to be treated like hungry VIPs. Having embraced the Bloody Mary bar and warmed up to runny yolks, we brunch with abandon. And that says as much about Indy’s new breed of diners—adventurous, savvy citizens of the community table—as it does about our bacon cravings. So let us raise our glasses of champagne and orange juice: Brunch has arrived.
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