I had the pleasure of brunching at MUD in the East Village a few weeks ago with some lovely friends. It was amazing how the café seems so unassuming from the outside, but if you follow your hostess through espresso machines, teeny tiny tables, and narrow passageways, you'll find a lovely open-air space in the very very back to whisk you away into brunch heaven. MUD has huge, lofty sky-lights, thick concrete walls, and twinkling little lights lining the rich brick walls.
I can personally vouch for the amazing Banana Buttermilk Pancakes and the lovely, light Huevos Rancheros. Both perfect after a night of heavy drinking and dancing :)
Some visual snippets of my time with Amanda and Justin (oh & check out Justin's fabulous men's style blog when you have a moment, Munrowe)