When I arrived late Sunday morning the House was packed. It was interesting to see the mixture of people milling about. It goes to show that everyone could use some soul food, or feed their soul. Heck, I'm an admitted Atheist and I was excited to go too. It was also a new experience to see the HOB during the daytime. Each location boasts incredibly unique artwork adorning nearly every inch of the space. I had missed so much of the decor when attending evening concerts with little to no lights on.
As we were taken downstairs and to our table, I was still clueless as to what to expect. We passed the pastry and dessert table first, and good thing too! That stuff went fast, so I knew I had to make a special trip for the items I had my eye on from the beginning. In the buffet room there was some of your usual brunch fare, but the HOB added their own twist. Next to the scrambled eggs were cheesy grits. There weren't just waffles, but Chicken and Waffles. The food was really good, and the peanut butter cookie from the pastry table was the best one I've ever had. Serious.
Once our plates were strategically piled to the edges with the least offensive foods overlapping, we took out seats. As I began to dig into a delicious strawberry salad, I was thinking to myself, "Okay, where's the Gospel? Is it just the music playing through sound system as well eat. That's nice, I guess." Then, a voice came over the speakers and television screen lit up with a virtual host. For the next hour he shared his story on what brought him to the world of Gospel music. It was a touching story about his adoptive family and the power of music on the soul. Then, as I took a bite of gooey peach cobbler, the lights darkened like they many stage shows I had attended their in the past. Here came the answer to my question. Now it was REALLY time for some Gospel.
The screen lifted and so did the curtain behind them to reveal a full Gospel choir in royal purple gowns. Their powerful voices filled the venue and within in minutes we were standing, waiving our napkins, and singing along. There was even a workout session to get us moving after a big meal. I don't think I could use Gospel Brunch as part of my new diet though. I took in far more calories than I burned.
|Waiving napkins in the air.|
|Ain't no party like a Holy Ghost Party....|
I just did a brunch post with no food pics. Why? You do not want to see the mess of a plate I had left when I realized I should take pictures. Besides, you see enough food pics in your instagram feed.
Disclosure: I received a complimentary ticket to Gospel Brunch at the House of Blues in San Diego. I received no other compensation and I chose to write about my experience myself. All opinions and thoughts are my own.