Sucker Drunch
Friday, April 9th, 2010Sixth Ward
191 Orchard (Houston and Stanton)
Time: Saturday and Sunday, 11-4
Price: 14.95 entrée and unlimited mimosas
Spring is here! And with it come flip-flops, a freakshow aka the Easter Parade (nothing like the Judy Garland movie/ rather tourists taking pictures of homeless people dressed up as bunnies), and drunches! So on the first nice weekend of the year, I headed down to the Sixth Ward for a boozie brunch to enjoy the weather in their outdoor garden. In Manhattan, anything outdoor constitutes a garden, but this was definitely more alley than garden, with only a slightly less chance of being assaulted. I ordered an omelet with mushrooms and cheese that came with a meager portion of home fries. The mimosas were nothing to write home about, but since this is my blog, I’ll write all about it! I had an exclusive interview with the house mixologist, and was able to get the (previously unreleased) recipe, which I will share with you!
6th Ward Secret Mimosa Recipe*
1 gallon orange juice
1 bottle cheap champagne
1.5-2 gallons dishwater
*Mix at least 2 days in advance, and let it sit out so champagne has sufficient time to flatten.
And with that, my quest for the best NYC drunch plows onward. So, this weekend, when you are drinking as many watered-down mimosas as possible before your server cuts you off, look up at the sun, and know that I am looking up at that same sun, drinking the same mimosa, and thinking of you


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After a $25 Asian
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