Champagne Brunch at Cliff House
Yesterday, I went with Diana and her family to the champagne brunch at Cliff House in San Francisco. The brunch is about half the price of the one at the Ritz Carlton in Half Moon Bay, but it would be generous to say the food was half as good or half as plentiful. The selections were fairly limited—other than a few salads (there was a butternut squash salad with walnuts and pomegranite seeds that was actually delicious), the fare consisted mostly of “normal” brunchy breakfast stuff: eggs benedict, bagels & lox, bacon, etc. Their one “lunch” item was some sort of steak, but it was pretty chewy.
In the end, you’re paying for the view (which was spectacular). Even the “champagne” bit of the champagen brunch was unimpressive. I was the only one at our table of 5 who drank (they had sparkling cider), but it was just a regular bottle of Brut. To me, champagne brunch means mimosas. They had fresh juice, but I didn’t like the fact that I had to play bartender at my own table to get a mimosa.
