Brunch + Freyja = Fuck it! Let’s go.

We think brunch is a bit yes, no, or maybe – but we went with yes, our way. For us, brunch is chaos on plates, bubbles that never get a chance to stand still, and “one more round” before anyone’s even blinked. It’s sticky fingers, indulgence, loud laughter – and it’s okay to go a little off track.

It’s for a Saturday when it feels like anything can happen, so you can spend Sunday at home without apologizing. Come hungry, hungover, or just curious – just make it happen. We’re serving brunch our way every Saturday from 12 to 3.