Sunday Brunch

The first time I had Sunday Brunch was at the Rivers Casino in Pittsburgh. I thought I walked into the doors of heaven. All you can drink Mimosa. Warm prime rib doused in Au Jus sauce. Shrimp on shrimp on shrimp. Fried chicken. Now you know I love my fried chicken, y’all. And don’t even get me started on the omelet bar.

I’m telling you, it was Heaven. I thought there was nothing better.

Then I met Tabernacle Full Gospel Baptist Cathedral.

Here, I experienced a brunch better than the finest slice of prime rib. Spicier than the Old Bay I sprinkled on my shrimp and the hot sauce I poured on my chicken. Fuller than the omelet I stuffed with everything you can imagine.

Here, I received not only a slice of reality but the word of God via Pastor Doctor Donald Morton. I must admit, as much as your girl loves all you can drink Mimosa’s there is nothing as sweet as being drunk off the word of God.

Now, I am enjoying a new type of Sunday Brunch and I don’t have to pay $14.99 on top of the money that I lost playing my slots.

I’m talking about the time when I go home after an 8:00 a.m. service and reflect on the message I received.

I want to share my meal with you.

Please, enjoy my Sunday Brunch.