There are some days, specifically some mornings, that I just require a little bit more motivation than usual to get up. The world is too cold and too irritating to merit my presence--even my beloved bacon will not budge me. On those days, I conjure up images of puffy golden sugar-dusted pastry and chickory coffee; and then I crawl out of bed go on the hunt for some place exactly like Cafe Beignet. 

The most glorious words you can hear in the morning? In my opinion, they are these: "Would you like a Bloody Mary?" This question is always a lovely one, but is especially welcome on New Year's Day.

Wild Eggs is clearly beloved in Louisville. It seems daily my facebook newsfeed is peppered with people trekking there by the dozen for brunch. My boyfriend and I visited the  St. Matthews location on Dutchman's Lane, and we were very pleased with our brunch experience. 

Seven a. m. usually finds me groggily groping for a cup of coffee. Any time I drag myself out of the house for a meal before noon, the bar is set especially high by my baseline crabbiness. There is a great deal of hype surrounding Toast on Market (with two locations, on Market Street in Louisville and in New Albany) and despite my grudge against the a. m. hours, Toast exceeded my expectations.