A few birthdays ago, I found myself with some good friends at Esther’s German Bakery for brunch. After ordering food, the proprietor asked what we’d like to drink.
“Three coffees and three Spatens please.” The proprietor hesitates for a moment, then replies.
“At the same time?”, with a hint of incredulousness.
“Yep… That’s what makes it brunch.”
And while my definition of brunch-at-large is unlikely to catch on in the general population, I hereby declare that when you ride with one bottle full of coffee and the other full of beer, that you’re on a Brunch Ride.