Any given Sunday… in Hoboken
[Note: Continuing the series of article contributions from Hoboken411 reader Andrew – who has volunteered to share his perspectives of the world we live in. Share your thoughts in the comments section!]
Here’s a “casual Friday” submission from Hoboken411 contributor Andrew B., who’s previous articles included “Reach out and touch someone” (about crazy txt messages), “Ticket Bastard” (the monopoly of concert ticket holders), and “The Birthday Crashers” (about Pete Seeger).
And Given Sunday, Part 1
By Andrew B.
It was a Sunday just like any other Sunday. Well, except for the glaring omission of our true pastime on the big screens. No matter, it was still my favorite day of the week so I would make the best of yet another lazy, take it as it comes Funday. When else could I walk out of my building and actually stop and talk to my neighbors about nothing at all? Normally we’re hustling by, throwing a casual wave or head nod but on Sundays people around this town actually seem like they want to engage and “catch up”. Even if catching up consists of “So, what else is new?” Ah, you mean since the last time we chatted at the holiday party?
Well since then I’ve grown more disenchanted with my job, had two friends lose theirs and I’ve been bombarded by every power hungry politician in this town five times apiece (but at least I scored some free food just for listening and nodding).
So what is the best place for Brunch in town?… find out after the break!
(Any given Sunday in Hoboken – Part 1, continued…)
With no vote seekers in sight offering a free meal I wandered in to my usual Sunday Stomping Grounds, The Madison Bar & Grill. For those not in the know already, this fine dining establishment is the perfect brunch location for the following reasons:
- The food is phenomenal
- The jazz band sets the perfect mood
- Every newspaper is available at the bar (leave me the Times please)
- The Bloody Mary’s are made to perfection
- The bartenders/servers are friendly and attentive
- This is NOT a plug for The Madison
Once I settle in with my coffee, water, Bloody and Times I’m just about ready to tackle the buffet. And yes, I have a drinking problem – I consume at least two beverages at all times, sometimes three if I’m feeling really crazy.
Back to the buffet. Imagine everything you could possibly want to eat for breakfast or lunch being in one location and you’re allowed to stuff your face with as much as your stomach desires. Now imagine this scene repeating and refreshing on a regular basis with seemingly boatloads of oysters, bacon, Eggs Benedict, shrimp cocktail, shrimp scampi, shrimp gumbo, coconut shrimp… sorry, I guess I was channeling my inner Bubba. “That’s all I have to say about that”; except that you cannot leave brunch without taking a few dips in the chocolate fountain.
What’s with all the smeared poop on the sidewalks in Hoboken?
To be continued in Part 2…