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Porkchop & Co.
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Getting brunch can suck. The waits, the crowds, and the crapshoot that comes with the consistency of your scrambled eggs. It’s the one meal we actually think makes a lot more sense to enjoy at your apartment. You can wear fuzzy socks, spin your own vinyls, throw a batch of cinnamon rolls in the oven, pop the Cook’s and Tropicana, and suddenly it’s Sunday Funday. But sometimes, your dehydrated morning-after self can’t even deal with the sonic boom the Pillsbury can makes when it snaps open, and it’s time to give up and go out to eat. Preferably somewhere really good.
When that time comes, Porkchop & Co. is where you go. It’s the brunch that you cannot possibly pull off at home while hungover and in your underwear.
The vibe isn’t exactly screaming “Instagram a bathroom selfie,” but it does have a cool neighborhood feel. The food is really what you’re here for. Everything is sourced locally or made from scratch, and the brunch dishes range from porchetta benedict to pork belly hash to breakfast bowls with braised citrus pork. As you might be sensing, pig is a theme here.
But whatever you order, make sure the poached eggs make it to your plate. Much like you in your bathtub sipping Pedialyte after a night out, they’re slow-cooked in warm water for an hour. That might sound like nothing to you, but eating hour-cooked eggs is a special experience. More special than your hour-long bath.
Porkchop & Co. accepts reservations for six or more only, so it’s way better to book a table in advance and spend the week rounding up your crew than it is to wait with one other person when you show up. After all, time is always of the essence when you decide to put on pants while hungover. And Porkchop & Co. is always worth wearing pants for.