Friday Brunch

Friday Brunch is a long standing expat tradition in this country. Basically every non-muslim indivual is too hung over on a Friday morning (remember our weekend is Friday Saturday not Saturday Sunday) to wake up in time to make breakfast hours. This allows all hotels to basically put on extravagently expensive buffets with just the most ridiculous amount of food imaginable.

And I mean ridiculous.

Think shushi, salads, pasta, lasagne, pizza, shellsfish, fish, steaks, kebab, roast lamb, chicken wings, cheese fondues, naan breads and all the accoutrements possible that your gluttonous little tummy could possibly desire. And this on only 1 of the three restaurants that are included in the price.

They give you a wrist band when you enter. That's right. A WRIST BAND. Like you're entering a carnival or something.

And the desert table. Don't even get me started. Crepes, Pancakes, cakes, mousses, fruit and best of all ... a chocolate fountain!





















Downside... above mentioned wrist band is valid from 12 noon to 12 midnight so they expect you to return for dinner... BURP!