The Spare Room
It’s okay though, because instead of going to Woolworths for breakfast, we went to The Spare Room. This is a delightful little cafe, in the true sense of the word, in that I felt actual delight when I walked in. It’s like, if Pip Lincolne and Matt Preston had a cafe-shaped baby, this is what it would be. I don’t know if they would have called it ‘The Spare Room’ though – maybe Alexander or Sebastian?
The barista was so lovely I almost cried on his shoulder. He said “Easy done!” and I nodded and smiled in the way my nanna does when she can’t hear what you’re saying, then paused and said “Sorry, what?” so he repeated it and I didn’t hear him that time either. Then I blubbered something about it being the first real day of the school holidays and not knowing my own name, so he helped me to press the buttons on the EFTPOS machine.
Here is my little plate of heaven.
Presentation
I don’t know what the lettuce was for, to be honest. I find it to be more of a sandwich filling than a garnish, but there wasn’t enough there for it to be a salad either, so …
Toast
A delicious, slightly chewy organic sour dough. I peeked into the kitchen and they had one with some seeds on it as well, which I will try next time I go there.
Hash browns
They were genuinely enormous. Twice the size of McDonald’s hash browns. Lily said to me and the rest of the restaurant, “Mum, these are like Maccas ones except heaps better!” which was a little embarrassing but ultimately true.
Avocado
That thing you see up there is literally half an avocado. I know this because I flipped it over and it had a hole shaped like an avocado seed in it. It was a bit brown and stringy, but because it was so enormous I got plenty out of it.
Ham
I think this might have been supermarket pre-packaged ham, with its perfect little circles – all six of them! Most delicious.
Eggs
The eggs were organic and free range, so they had that wonderful dark, bubbling yolk that God invented for the sole purpose of pushing toast around in. I am a generous mother and gave one of my toast slices to my kids (to share), so I used the other egg to mop up hash brown and then I wondered why more people don’t solve political crises like this.
Price
My eggs were $19.50, which is about average, but the girls had a kids serving of crepes (to share) for $6. It wasn’t big enough to share, but they raided the crumpet and Nutella stash at home while I was sleeping, so they weren’t getting one each. Emma & Tom’s juices were $4.
Those toys by the menu? Plush dogs in handbags.
Share and Enjoy
