If you follow me on the ‘gram, then it’s no secret that I’m all about that #brunchlife. Every weekend without fail, Eric and I find ourselves cozied up inside some restaurant in the city huddled over a plate of pancakes or waffles with a glass of mimosa in hand. While we do like to try new places, we usually get so attached to our favorites that it’s sometimes hard to pry us away. For pretty much an entire year we were glued to Landmarc in the Time Warner building (who doesn’t love a place that hands out free homemade caramels with your check?!), followed by an equally long stretch spent alternating between The Plaza Food Hall (watching the chefs prepare our meals right in front of us also doubled as our weekend entertainment) and Rue 57 (two words: blueberry. pancakes).
With a steady rotation of reliably good eats in our brunch repertoire, we weren’t really looking to add anyplace new to the mix until we stumbled upon Sweet Chick. I’m not sure which one of us got the hankering for chicken and waffles first, but we soon realized that none of our regular haunts served up this southern classic. After doing some quick bleary-eyed research from bed one Sunday morning, we settled on Sweet Chick… and the rest is history.
Sweet Chick brines all of their fried chicken in sweet tea the night before, which results in a bird that’s crunchy and well-seasoned on the outside, yet tender, juicy and slightly sweet on the inside. They then serve it alongside a belgian waffle that’s perfectly light and fluffy with a crisp exterior and also comes with a trio of flavored butters. And if chicken and waffles isn’t your thing, I’m not sure if we can be friends they also churn out a delicious stack of pancakes and to-die-for maple-glazed bacon.
