Starr's Sunday Brunch

Starr's Sunday Brunch


There's something special about brunch. It's a meal that combines the best of breakfast with a taste of lunch. Okay, so that's probably the most obvious thing you've ever read on a blog, but skipping breakfast often means that the hunger setting in creates a unique craving that begs for a delicious compromise. During the week it's far too easy to abandon breakfast, but on a weekend when the pace is slow and relaxed, sometimes it means that typical morning fare can relentlessly be craved throughout the day.

Brunch at Starr's is an experience all to itself and the food is only just the start. Starr's ambience is artsy, but masqued in a warm and welcoming setting. Visit sometime in the spring when the cold wind and warm sun confuse your senses about the time of year. For some odd reason this mixture of sensory experiences creates a natural parity. Perhaps this is why nature chose this time of year to grow living things of beauty. Starr's on a weekend is certainly a thing of beauty.

Exactly one year ago to this month the local magazine I shoot for assigned me to photograph several local restaurants with weekend brunch offerings. My first stop was in Mocksville at Starr's. Starr's is located in the downtown area of a really small town. I was thrilled to have blue skies outside, but what was more exciting was the colorful inside. The front reception area resembled the storefront of a bakery. Unbeknownst to me, Starr's probably was a bakery. I was simply taken aback by the vibrantly painted interior and the charming staff inside. It didn't take but a few moments to speak with the restaurant's owner and head chef. Before I knew it, brunch was served. Photos were a breeze given the large front windows, and of course, the colorful walls, table setting, and dish.


I could spend the next few sentences describing what you see above, but you would perhaps best be served by staring and salivating at the image. Yep, it was that good. Oh yes, samples for the photographer are often consumed by the photographer.

Brunch is now a new weekend incentive to sleep in until at least noon. I can comfortably hug my pillow and allow my belly to ache me awake into the day already in progress. A warm shower, a short drive away, and a brunch in a small town fulfills one of many weekends in continued search for a better quality of life. Find a restaurant offering brunch in your town. You might just find yourself comfortable with skipping your next breakfast without regret and with a new found sense of weekend relaxation.