My last two days in Melbourne brought many food highs. So here we have it, Day 3 & 4:
420 Gore Street, Collingwood
We originally planned to eat at another breakfast cafe, Ici. However with no spare tables inside, a 20 minute wait, a sharp chill in the air and rumbling tummies we decided to head back to a cafe that we spotted along our walk, it too looked busy, and with all of my research I wondered how I’d not come across this place earlier!!! Thankfully, we only had to wait 10 minutes before we were shown to one of their many communal tables – seems to be a Melbourne thing, and I like it!
With no hesitation, you know what, I think this is one of the best breakfasts I’ve had (and i’ll let you know, I make an effort to try a new breakfast haunt nearly every week).
Tom ordered ‘The Breakfast Chain’, a mixed board of granola, honey vanilla yoghurt, 2 hard boiled eggs, mini apple crumble and some cheese toast soldiers presented quite like a Jenga game. I had a sneaky taste of all items on the board so I can safely give it a thumbs up.
I could not deny my stomach ‘The Leprechaun’, crisp sweet corn and basil spiced fritters (OMG SO GOOOD!), two poached eggs on avocado’ed sourdough, all on a bed of homemade baked beans. I did not regret my decision one bit – can’t wait to go back and try everything else!
I also had the pleasure of eyeing off the assortment of the very yummy looking fresh breads and pastries by the counter, maybe next time i’ll indulge.
210 Napier Street, Fitzroy
The Napier Hotel was another word-of-mouth recommendation, for their out-of-this-world ‘Bogan Burger’ (steak, bacon, chicken schnitzel, pineapple, beetroot, egg, onion, tomato, lettuce, mayo and a potato scallop) and enormous chicken parma coated with kangaroo. We attempted to fast for the most of the day with pre warnings of what we were in for that evening. However, I for some reason I can’t seem to comprehend the concept of ‘fasting’, as you can see from my breakfast above.
For the four of us to experience both monstrosities, we decided to order the parma and burger between two, having half each. We spent the 20 minutes before our feast arrived attempting to rid the nerves and psyching ourselves up for what would soon lay before us. And oh my goodness it was HUGE (four animals in two meals). It was totally worth the horrendous stomach pains and calorie intake. However, surprisingly I did not feel that full, I could even fit in a mint choc top at the movies afterwards – a worrying feeling – am I turning into a bottomless pit?!?!? Looking back on it now we really only needed one meal between the two of us, but I would have hated to miss out and leave thinking, ‘what if?’.
Thanks to the Napier I have a new found love for vintage gastro pubs, their dim lighting, small rooms, well worn furniture, homely atmosphere and quirky bits-’n'-bobs hanging from the walls.
If you’re a dare devil – and don’t mind risking the chance of heart failure – do it, order the lot – I did!
BEFORE: Tom thinking he knows the extend of scrumptious pain and suffering that lies ahead – that smile turned upside down very quickly!
1030 High Street, Armadale (there is also one at 608 Hampton Street, Brighton)
On our last day in Melbourne, wandering along High Street, Tom and I experienced yet another intense craving for something sweet and caffeinated, and that’s when we saw Phillippa’s. The bakery consisted of breads, pastries, cakes, brownies (by the block!), jams and other small goods (like homemade vanilla essence – which I can’t wait to attempt). We went halfsies in a rhubarb, apple and cinnamon shortcake and an orange and almond croissant. Both very very scrumptious, and actually I’m craving a bit of that cake right nowwww (just look at the picture and you’ll understand why!)