Why Gay Brunch is a Sacred Ritual

Brunch isn’t just a meal. It’s an institution. And if you’re part of the LGBTQ community, you know that gay brunch hits different. It’s not just about the food—it’s about the vibe, the aesthetic, the experience. The bottomless mimosas, the strategic outfit choices, the ability to turn a casual meet-up into an all-day affair—brunch is our weekly spiritual reset, and we take it very seriously.

First, let’s talk about the mimosa-to-food ratio. A straight brunch might include a single glass of orange juice and a plate of eggs. Gay brunch? That’s three carafes of champagne, an untouched plate of avocado toast, and at least one dramatic toast to the weekend’s chaos.

Then there’s the post-brunch game plan. Are we heading to a beach bar? A pool party? A five-hour nap? It’s all TBD, but what’s NOT optional? The mandatory group selfie to prove we were there. Because if you went to brunch and didn’t post about it, did it even happen?

So if you’re in Honolulu and skipping gay brunch, just know we will talk about it. And we will judge you. Lightly. Lovingly. With a mimosa in hand.

Next time you’re out to Sunday Brunch with your gay besties tag #becausehawaii_official and let us know your favorite spot for brunch with your gay pals!