I’ve been meaning to go to Sunday in Brooklyn for a long time. Not because everyone was Instagramming the restaurant’s brunch malted pancakes stacked and glazed like a three-tiered layer cake but because I remembered Chef Jaime Young back when he was the chef de cuisine at Atera and had a delicious and beautiful, boundary-pushing cuisine.
Interestingly enough, my mother wanted to go there for Mother’s Day and unsurprisingly it was packed to the gills with diners who had reservations and a long waiting list that the hostess frequently quoting tables who are more than two people, at least 90 minutes. We managed to wait patient and finally got seated. Space is tight but service was prompt as it can be despite being in the weeds both on the front end and in the kitchen.
We started off with cups of decent drip coffee for the parents, tumeric chai for me and my brother had an intense, bitter dark hot chocolate topped with a torched house made marshmallow. The pastries we shared were the almond broiche and sticky bun. Both pastries were served warm and not cloyingly sweet.
We have noticed that the kitchen was in the weeds as we had to wait over half an hour for our main courses. I understand that Mother’s Day or any holiday that tends to bring people out to dine out, it will require patience for both the wait staff and the kitchen. The moment that really made me felt perturbed when our waitress mistakenly asked if we’re ready for the check when we’re still waiting for our food. Eventually our plates finally graced the table and the manager and a few of its staff had apologized for the wait. My mother had the dry-aged burger that had the desired gentle funk and soft, slightly juicy texture. My father had a very rich plate of ribeye steak and eggs, thick hot sauce hollandaise, and home fries. My brother’s beautiful egg and sausage sandwich, smeared with gochujang aioli, layered shredded crispy potatoes, cheddar in a soft brioche was tasty. My plate of black cod pastrami with sides of rye sour cream, pickled radishes and pickles and whole wheat toasts satisfied my craving for a slightly unusually spiced fish dish (it’s a take on the lox and bagel but possibly healthier) and the portion size was just right.
By the time I’ve received the check the manager comped our pastries. A nice gesture given what happened earlier that day and I didn’t expect anything out of the wait except for the verbal apology. I would still come back for another meal here since the food is still very solid and the staff was professional despite the chaotic nature of this holiday.
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Sunday in Brooklyn
348 Wythe Avenue
Brooklyn, NY 11249
Phone: (347) 222-6722