Prefab, the post-script
The only disappointment was three strike-outs on the brioche, blueberry and ricotta dish I’d spied on the menu the first time (and might have had a little salivary anticipation of). The first time (1pm on a Saturday) there was none available, the second time (7.30am on a weekday) the brioche wasn’t ready yet, and the third time (10am on a Saturday) it was gone from the menu.
So french toast it was (and very pleasant too I might add). As previously noted, there’s no frilly or fussy here, just simple and sincere in a friendly environment. For $10, I expected one piece, so two (which I could hardly eat all of) was extremely good value for money. Soft on the inside, crispy on the outside – perfectly done (in my humble opinion!).
I did have coffee this time, and enjoyed its smoothness, with him indoors noting an almost citrus tone to his long black (which pleased).
He also noted the details that make an interesting place – the funkiness of the main central ceiling fan (you’ll have to go looksee for yourself), the thick serviettes and teaspoons, and all the wait girls being very well groomed with matching red lippie. Followed by some musings about price points and cost models (as you do over breakfast!).
Do check out the bathrooms too when you visit. Nicely done, and (more importantly) a good indication of the overall standards of a place.