The Breakfast Club, Northcote, Melbourne
So, as you might surmise given that I’ve written about this place before, I really love The Breakfast Club. We try to get here at least once a fortnight, walking the 6km from our house to eat breaky there, and then the 6km back home to digest. This particular weekend gave us a pretty nice day, so the stroll down St George’s Rd (long as it was) was really very pleasant!
It’s getting to be a popular little place, particularly with the northern suburb hipsters, and it’s easy to see why. It’s cosy and cute, with kitschy little mismatched salt and pepper shakers on the tables, a gorgeously decorated bathroom, and tattooed, thrift shop-clad staff (this isn’t an insult, by the way – I love their tattoos and am inked up myself, and they’re always so lovely and smiley and friendly, even first thing on a Sunday morning!). They do have a gorgeous little café area inside, but we have our “regular” spot out the side-way that we prefer. It’s quieter, more private, and nice to be sitting in the fresh air.
We’re usually pretty boring and order the same thing every time, but my last post was the day we decided to try something different. This weekend past, we went back to our regular order, and as usual, it was perfect.
Poached eggs with avocado on wholegrain toast for me – the toast is amazing, they use good quality avocado and are never stingy with it, and my eggs are always poached to perfection.
Husband’s usual is the potato croquettes with bacon, avocado, chipotle mayo and poached eggs. Always delicious – can’t really go wrong with fried potato and bacon, can you?
And because we’re dorks and we can, breakfast usually ends with a pot of tea and cake of some sort. It was brownie this time – it was the size and weight of a small house brick, but we figured it was ok because we had a 6km walk home ahead of us. It was thick and gooey and all sorts of marvellous. Also, the teapots come out wearing cosies, which scores extra points, because I’m a huge dork. Or maybe I’m turning into a hipster. Hmmm…
With that, we paid the bill (again, around $40.00 for the works), and started the long walk home. So, why go there? Great food, relaxed weekend breakfast atmosphere, lovely staff, and it’s not in any of the big inner suburbs, which means its not packed with pretentious hipsters, just friendly neighbourhood ones! See you next weekend guys, thanks for another top notch breakfast!