The Pint Of Milk
I’ve been writing quite a number of rather heated posts lately. Overrated food, shocking attitude… sigh… I’m not sure why they are coming all at once. Makes me sound like such a high maintenance, hard-to-please foodie. Noooo not true!!
But I have a cure —> brunch posts!
I mean… it’s so hard to screw up brunches, really. Seat us somewhere bright and cheery, make the coffees drinkable, use the right breads, don’t overcook the eggs and my write-up comes out like a fairy tale.
I love brunches! The spirit of it… its relaxed feel, the bright, friendly smiles, and its laissez faire social nature.
I made a pact with Lachy that we’d check out The Pint Of Milk together, but that never eventuated. So my first encounter with this café happened as a curiosity stopover with Cousin Trouble & Co. (visitors from Singapore) after we’d already brunched at The Duchess. The café was down-to-earth, timber-filled and homely. I was asking for permission to take photos when suddenly the waitress said “you’re Fatboo, right?”. Whoops! I’ve been spotted!!
For that first visit, we had coffees, juices and shared a plate of ricotta hotcakes with peanut butter parfait between the four of us. I’ll have to say that it was superb!
A revisit ensued not long after cousin trouble left Melbourne, this time with Fakegf on Labor Day. Our plan was to have a lazy brunch and then go for a walk along the water’s edge on this side of town. We chose to sit outside.
Magic 3.5 / Chai 4.5
Fakegf had a magic, which she thought was alright. The beans are from Gridlock Coffee.
I went with a chai, which arrived unsweetened in a decorative metal pot. My drink had a pleasant level of spice, but I wished it also came with a small jar of honey on the side so that I did not have to use a packet of granulated sugar. In the end, I actually stole some of the maple syrup from the ricotta hotcakes to sweeten my chai, that gave my drink an unusual twist!
Scrambled eggs on toast 8
There are days where I don’t want any fancy-pants dishes from a café’s menu. Just make me good scrambled eggs and I’m happy. What came out was spot-on perfect. Good, fresh eggs that were cooked to a moist, fluffy and light texture, still hot and steaming my sunnies…
Ricotta hotcakes with peanut butter parfait, grilled banana & walnut brittle 15
Fakegf couldn’t go past the ricotta hotcakes, having read from other food blogs how wonderful it was. I supported her decision. She wasn’t disappointed. In fact, halfway though brunch, she exclaimed that it was “AMAZEBALLS!!”. I helped her out too and had a fair share of this dish, turning me into a happybellyboo… *pats tummy*
Here’s an encore picture of said hotcakes, as devoured by Trouble & Co. on our first visit. I love how brunching can be such a simple (and affordable) life pleasure. Come to this side of town for them hotcakes, if not for anything else!