The H was not messing around a couple of Sundays ago when he said he was making brunch. See what I mean . . .
We started off with poached eggs over prosciutto and baby asparagus.
Followed by a bagels and lox platter . . .
. . . from which I partook in copious amounts.
And we ended with a fruit salad. Yummy, yummy. What can I say? The man can cook. Stay tuned for this past weekend's offering . . .