Vegan Breakfast at SIX // Brighton

So before I get to this food porn brunch, let me start with a quick recap of my birthday weekend.

It turns out 31 really doesn't feel all that different to 30; but the hangovers sure are a lot tougher to deal with.

I woke up on the morning of my 30th last year in Rome, the hotel room filled with balloons and a bottle of my favourite Champers. Matt and I spent the day gallivanting around the city like Audrey and Gregory, but way cuter obvs.

What a difference a year makes. Flash forward to the morning of my 31st birthday and I'm waking up with the hangover from hell - the stench of alcohol in the air courtesy of the countless empty bottles of prosecco dotted around and a living room full of hungover friends who made their bed for the night wherever they found space.

Don't get me wrong, the night before had been a blast; a spontaneous binge of bubbly and lots of old school bangers. Anyone remember City High? Classic.

But of course, a night of partying meant I woke up, on my birthday, with a pounding headache, a mouth as dry as the Sahara, and unable to tell my arse from my elbow tbh.

This hangover lasted two days. TWO days! Seriously, I'm beginning to feel like Roger Murtaugh was right all along: I'm getting too old for this shit.

So now that I've got my little pity party out of the way, but the hangover still has me in full treat yo'self mode, let's get to the main event, the reason you're here: the vegan breakfast at SIX in Brighton. Because food, food and, yep, more food, is the only answer when you're completely hanging out your arse.

SIX is one of my favourite places to grab a bite to eat in Brighton. The decor is lush, the food is great, and when the sun is shining it's the perfect place to grab a bottle of wine, an outside table and watch the world go by for a few hours.

The vegan breakfast includes sourdough toast topped with a Portobello mushroom, a hash brown, sautéed purple potatoes, avocado, beetroot hummus, falafel and vine tomatoes. You can also add complimentary beans which come served in a mini copper pot. The food is delicious and the presentation is Insta goals.

Matt is never impressed with having to let his food go cold while I take a gazillion photos, but he's supportive AF and always helps me get that perfect angle. And when we spotted the lady opposite sipping a Bloody Mary, he ordered us a Bloody Mary too. Hair of the dog, he said - he's a total rock star! Though he didn't get the army pants and flip flops reference I made.

I'm off to educate him, k bye.

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