"Maybe the collective folks are early birds, or perhaps you just want to have the rest of the day to hug a pillow and compile notes for your therapist if this goes south. Either way, if it’s going to be a brunch thing, do it at Rosie’s. Nobody’s pounding mimosas and being loud here. It’s easy to have a conversation, if only about the outstanding food, which includes versions of southern American hits like fried chicken and waffles, biscuits, and shrimp and grits. They do take reservations too, so you don’t have to stress about a long wait that initiates a dad tirade that'll surely make everyone around you uncomfortable. " - virginia otazo, ryan pfeffer