[T]here are few things I like more than Sunday morning brunch with friends. This week we dined at Jar in Hollywood. The expertly appointed dining room invokes the spirit of a 1940s style supper club. We sipped bellinis and coffee, dined on pot roast hash, Florentine omelets, lobster Benedicts, and corn pancakes with fresh strawberries. All… Continue reading dining with dad: jar