Weekend home brunches are my favorite. On weekdays, I find myself rushed, cramming in some avocado toast or green smoothie while browsing the internet. Not the most inspired combination, but my routine nonetheless. On Saturdays and Sundays, I slow down -- if only for an hour. The spread is usually inspired by Joe's many breakfast food cravings and I'm happy to abide. These mornings are some of the few times we eat breakfast together during the week. Schedules can be so busy and disjointed that we forget to turn the dial down and share a moment. We don't hover over computers or ipads, but instead read an actual, physical newspaper over an actual, real breakfast. It can sometimes be just about sharing a small moment, especially if it's a delicious one.