New York City is known for its party brunches where on Sunday afternoons the shades are drawn, the music picks up, and respectable restaurants turn into dance clubs reminiscent of college spring break. These brunches are not at all classy, but they’re so much fun, and it’s always disorienting when you leave and your eyes blink to adjust to the daylight, reminding you that it is in fact daytime in NYC and not midnight in Miami.
I had heard many epic stories about Bagatelle‘s party brunch but had never been, so I was excited when Ann decided to celebrate her birthday there.
We arrived before the craziness started, while the restaurant was still retaining its last vestiges of classiness. The birthday girl looked fabulous of course!
Pay attention to how nice Bagatelle looks now because that’s about to change!
Ann and I went up to the bar and when the bartender found out it was her birthday he poured us a shot. We took it, set our glasses down, and he immediately refilled them. So we took those shots, set down our glasses, and he refilled them again. This happened a total of four times until we finally decided to stop setting down our glasses!
Then the lights went down and Bagatelle got wild.
The music was blaring, the lights were constantly changing colors, and we were dancing and making friends with everyone.
And things just got crazier from there.
I had arrived with the idea that I would only have one drink and stay for maybe an hour. Several hours (and several drinks!) later we were still going strong!
And we loved every minute of it.
You can’t miss brunch at Bagatelle. It’s an experience unlike any other. You can find out more information, and plan your next Sunday Funday, here.
Wishing the happiest of birthdays to one of my NYC favorites!