Munch goes to Flowers in the Attic
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Munch warned Dear One of Munch of the plan days in advance: Sunday brunch was on for Flowers in the Attic, an intriguing combination of a floral shop, cafe and gift shop in an old Victorian house in Penn Hills.
The website indicated brunch was served until 2 p.m. Munch didn't think there would be any trouble getting to Penn Hills by then, but DOOM took awhile to get going that morning. While DOOM shuffled about in a robe with the newspaper and a mug of coffee, Munch started to stress about getting to brunch on time, and Munch hates stressing during brunch time. By the time we got to Flowers in the Attic, it was nearly 2.
Munch's stress was short-lived. When we arrived, the waitress congratulated us for getting there just in time as she seated us. (Munch has never been so warmly received by a server just beginning to contemplate the end of her shift.) We ordered coffee and orange juice and looked around the house. Each room has tables for dining with gifts lining the walls -- everything from lotions and candles to antiques and scarves and those signs with inspirational quotes about living and laughing and loving. (Not Munch's style. All of the inspirational quotes in Munch's house are about eating like a champion.) Faux flowers sat on tables and throughout the room, which DOOM noted was kind of odd given that there's a florist operating out of the carriage house behind the restaurant and gift shop.
But that's neither here nor there. Flowers in the Attic was a bit of a sensory overload, but Munch can confirm one thing: The food was great.
First Published 2012-03-07 23:09:25