Waffle House is my childhood thing. We used to go there on Sundays or weekends every now and then with my family. It's just good, Southern, home-cooked food, and that's what I love.
My favorite meal would have to be good old-fashioned eggs, over easy, with bacon. Many others, but you can't beat that on a Sunday morning, especially with a cup of tea.
Sundays are for Dim Sum. While the rest of America goes to church, Sunday School, or NFL games, you can find Chinese people eating Cantonese food.
On winter Sundays when I was a child, we waited for my father to return from his tennis game with bagels and sturgeon and for my mother to object when the 1 P.M. Giants game began.
I buck the trend: I eat avocados on a Sunday morning and I'm a homeowner.
Ties were always my thing. When I was 18, on Sunday, when everyone was taking off for a casual day, I'd wear a suit to go have brunch.
When I was really, really young, I wanted to be a cook at Bob Evans because my parents would always go there every Sunday after church.
Sunday brunch at Soho House. The views of L.A. are spectacular.
I eat porridge all week, but Sundays are for something more exciting. I make a mean fry-up - to be honest that's pretty much all I can cook.
For Sunday breakfast, I make orange and ricotta pancakes, crepes and eggs. You know men, we usually go for breakfast because it's the easiest thing to cook and then we try to make it seem fancy.
My favourite area of Milano is by the canons - I go to an authentic Italian restaurant around there on a Sunday for delicious food.
I go on 'Sunday Brunch' and Simon Rimmer's mashed potato is like heaven.
