Chopsticks, Fork and Spoon

One of my favourite pastimes to do in Sydney is brunch. Don't get me wrong, I love breakfast and lunch too, but brunch always does it for me. The sun has been out for a few hours to warm up the city, it is not that early that you can still afford to have a sleep in, and it is not too late that you can still have a read of the newspaper and a glass of OJ.

It is a Saturday morning, and we have decided to brunch, us being TT, Ling and Jono. I got a message from TT on the Friday night asking for any suggestions and I was not sure where to go, and later he came up with the recommendation of La Petit Creme in Darlinghurst. So we decided to meet there at 11ish on Saturday.

I bumped into Jono at Kings Cross Station and we must have caught the same train. We find ourselves walking onto Darlinghurst Road and find the cafe in no time. On the outside table we find the newlyweds TT and Ling scoring a nice table and we head over to them.

Jono and I are a bit lost because we heard the eggs benedict were the special but we couldn't find it on the menu, but the lovely waitress assured us that it is being served, so we have a sigh of relief. After deciding what we were going to order for food and drinks our drinks arrive first.

Jono had the iced chocolate and we all gasped when it came out. It did look mightily delicious and I was quickly kicking myself for not getting it and sticking to the humble orange juice. After Jono took the first sip, he was slightly disappointed, and I felt a little better I choose the safe option.
TT and Ling decided to order a flat white. It came in a Le Bol size and was quite big. It had a slightly deformed heart shape and some sort of air bubble on the left, but I guess it added to the charm of this place. The flat white was given a thumbs up by TT and Ling, especially TT, the coffee enthusiast.
Next came the mains. Ling ordered the omelette with spinach and cheese, and it was accompanied by half a french baguette. It was a very large portion but this time, quantity won over quality, as the omelette was very ordinary. It felt as though the omelette could be cooked by anyone and was not the star dish of the day.
TT ordered the eggs benedict with bacon. It was a very large serving as well, and was served on toasted brioche. TT mentioned that the bacon was a little too limp, and the eggs were overcooked, but the sauce and the toasted brioche were excellent.
Jono and I ordered the eggs benedict with Smoked Salmon. And we were glad we did. It tasted amazing. The eggs were cooked to a great consistency, not too runny but not too stiff, and the hollandaise sauce had the right amount of sourness. The brioche was the perfect base, as the sweetness of the brioche was balanced by the saltiness of the salmon and the sourness of the hollandaise sauce. A winning dish.

After brunch we were very full and ready to walk off what we ate. Jono headed off to another event, such a happening boy, and Thad, Yiling and I headed to Paddington to go to the FringeBar markets and go shopping along Oxford Street.

We didn't realise it was fashion week and so Oxford and William Street had lots of events going on, free popcorn and fairy floss, and a reggae band playing. We were quite amused with all the activity going on. I bought a necklace from the Fringebar markets, and TT bought a funky tee.

The vendor scoffed when TT said he wanted a small, so the vendor went out back and got Thad a small sized tee. So to prove Thad was a small, he tried the shirt there and then in the middle of the store, and fit perfectly. He purchased the shirt on the spot. Haha.

The lady I bought the necklace from was explaining to me the story about how she came up with the idea of the necklace. It had a wishbone and a protective hand. She mentioned that it was made of rust proof brass and that it went through treatment so that it won't lose its colour. Ling and I were both blur.
After shopping, we worked up quite a thirst and so we tried to look for the infamous Five Ways in Paddington. After initally getting lost, in which we actually arrived at the "Four Ways", an intersection of four roads instead of five and rather dead and un-happening, we made it to Five Ways and had a few drinks at a cafe which had one great chai latte. A nice end to an afternoon of shopping.