Come Young, Come Old, Leave Drunk
At Penne Pomodoro's Brunch
|Photos by Andrea Grimes and Man O' The Hour|
|Penne Pomodoro's fruity brunch beverages.|
But my God, they are practically giving away mimosas and Bellinis. We'll get to that in a minute.
Italian food isn't the first regional cuisine I think of when brunch comes to mind, but it has a number of advantages. Fresh bread and oil and vinegar serve as an alcohol-sopping hangover-stopper, much the way chips and salsa operate in Tex-Mex. Indeed, the overall high-carb nature of pasta dishes can be as stomach-soothing as a pile of starchy potatoes. And certainly Italian chefs know their way around a stick of butter, at least one of which I like to have of a Sunday.
Penne Pomodoro is like the Olive Garden, but locally owned and probably a smidge better. Because I genuinely enjoy the Olive Garden, I consider this a fairly high compliment. I'm not kidding you. I think it's great. Anyway, the crowd's the same at both places: blue hairs and breeders. We got a toasty booth in the walkway area, which felt a bit like dining at the mall, with bald spots and babies wherever we looked.
The brunch menu isn't particularly diverse, but we both found something to enjoy. For me: crab-meat omelet. For Man O' the Hour: Penne Hash. For both: $1 mimosas and bellinis!
|The Penne Pomodoro crabmeat omelet.|
My crab-meat omelet came topped with a creamy, buttery Hollandaise -- but not nearly enough of it. The crab was dry, but the roasted peppers were juicy and flavorful, complemented by fresh green onions. My breakfast potatoes were moist without being oily, and the garlic toast was a welcome addition to the pile of vegetables.
|Food pile of Penne Hash.|
Diners who, like us, ate in the walkway, have the opportunity to stare at a mural of what I believe is supposed to be White Rock Lake, with little jogging and exercising figures bounding along the wall. I know what you're thinking, because I'm thinking the same thing: What I want to look at while I'm downing bellinis and pasta is a painting of someone exercising. Nailed it, Penne. Nailed it.