Sunday was the 6th Annual Valentine’s Brunch Party and Monday was Washington’s Birthday. So I had the day after the party off! It was a Valentine’s miracle! I decorated by repurposing last year’s big fringe garland giving it the horizontal remix. I also decided to cut a big heart (super-jagged-like) out of two pieces of foam core and top it with fringe!
For the savory goodness, this year, I made: Cobb Salad Deviled Eggs, breakfast sausage corn dogs, BLT sliders made on 1 oz. light brioche buns with spinach pesto, crispy prosciutto, goat cheese, and balsamic marinated tomatoes, fingerling potato salad, and chicken and waffle skewers made with beer waffles and cornflake crusted chicken.
For the sweet side I made skrovaires, strawberry shortcake cups, and baked french toast. I topped all the spoons with wash tape flags and rolled those skrovaires in vanilla sugar. Had to! Brunch always wins because you can eat dessert for your meal, and that’s why it’s best!
We sipped on mimosas, which I made by the pitcher this year, and snacked the day away! My favorite thing was the breakfast corn dog situation. I’m crazy about the maple breakfast sausage from Holiday Market, and with a little bit of maple syrup in the batter they were super brunch-y. And now that I know how easy corn dogs consider them popping up on here more often. Get ready.
This year I made goofy song lyric valentines. My favorite is, “You’ve got a face with a view,” from the best ever Talking Heads song and my second favorite is “My body’s a zombie for you,” from my favorite Ryan Gosling’s band song.
I poured a little bit of maple syrup in the bottom of each chicken and waffle cup, and encouraged hot sauce. I went the corn flake route for the chicken instead of frying it so I could use the oven for the chicken while frying the corn dogs. Kitchen drama.
I baked up this maple breakfast sausage on Saturday at 350F for about 20 minutes and then dunked it in batter and then fried it up Sunday morning. Cindy always says you shouldn’t just fry one thing if you’ve got oil hot so I fried skrovaires AND these corn dogs Sunday morning fit with a dutch oven, a candy thermometer, and a dream.
It was a good thing that I wore my childhood strawberry apron because otherwise I would’ve gotten a bunch of pesto and cheese on my dress. And I love sampling! It just makes cooking so fun!
Oops, I totally forgot to get a deviled egg. Amateur hour. But Nicole said they tasted just like cobb salad! Hell yes. I think it was the buttermilk blue cheese I used. It’s eat-in-your-car worthy.
These dudes were probably chit chatting about important things like elbow patches, going on strike, dogs, and bow ties. They have no shame about carrying around pink plates. No shame at all!
Thanks for not judging my 5th grade handwriting. Thanks for understanding that those teeny messy drawings are champagne glasses, and thanks for being so good-lookin’!
These tights didn’t last the whole party. I ripped them twice! What’s the deal! I also spilled twice. Man-o-man. I’ll never get mad at you for spilling though, that’s for sure. I’ve done everything I can to make spilling cool, but I’m not sure it’s catching on.