recently i moved house, from sydders inner west to east. it's been an amazingly smooth transition, and so far i'm loving everything about the change of scenery; house to apartment, four to two, goths to botox, so to speak.
but during my 2.5 years in newtown, i must have eaten over 1000 delicious breakfasts in and around the streets of king. yep, do the maths my pretties, sometimes a girl needs to eat more than one breakfast a day.
as i cycle new paths and find new places of delicious morning foods to haunt in my eastern digs, i would like to pay tribute to ten favourite breakfast places i have left behind, but will surely return to often. as long as they do all day breakfasts.
my tribute is in the form of gratuitous cafe plugs and a mixtape of breakfast tunes. thanks inner west. you were rad. x
milk n' cereal - g.love & special sauce
number one totally has to be satellite in newtown. from al and the gang coming to wilson st parties, renee's crush on zoe, kate bush on the stereo, eddie's takeover, dan the scooter riding waiter in amazing leggings, and the best breakfast roll in existence, my heart and breakfast stomach will always belong to you.
tom's diner - susanne vega
i have a dream to eat my way across america's finest highway diners. deus ex machina on parramatta rd has delicious coffee, bellyriffic food and amazing wooden tables that bear no resemblance whatsoever to said diners. but, you can look at pretty things with wheels afterwards. probably you can do that on american highways too?
english tea - paul mccartney
sometimes i can't face coffee in the mornings. usually this is after a night partying with certain peeps, the kind of peeps who also favour cafe martini on king st for breakfast in the a.m. amazing tea and toast though, and martin is so crazy and wacky, he can cure hangovers just by opening his mouth.
heartstopper - emiliana torrini
for the mornings where you can face coffee, do yourself a favour and hop, skip and jump your way down to baffi & mo's at redfern. it is uber delicious, and that's not even the half of it. i can sum up their food menu in two words - hash cakes.
another breakfast with you - ladytron
you know where you don't have just another breakfast? that would be at clipper cafe in glebe. you can get eggs with dukkah for crying out loud, and their sweet treat cabinet? out of this world amazing. just don't leave the door open if it's cold or they will YELL at you.
cigarettes & chocolate milk - rufus wainwright
buzz bar on king st is an excellent breakfast choice for those of a slightly more debaucherous persuasion - the bloody marys at this place are top notch and scarily addictive. watch out, because not only will you stumble out into the daylight drunk, you'll also be poor.
one more cup of coffee - the white stripes
sometimes, all you want for breakfast is a coffee and pain au chocolate. look no further than the recently opened luxe bakery in newtown. the staff here have heaps of character, superbly evident when they got raided a few weeks ago, for selling black market bonsoy.
eggs and their shells - cocteau twins
heading to erko for a minute now, and first up is the gloriously casual cafe sofia. like sister cafes ella and giulia, the menu is yumbo, the atmosphere is relaxed and the juices are fresh. plus, if you're still hungry afterwards (you won't be), you can nip next door for fish and chips!
pancakes for one - of montreal
wander a little further down swanson st towards erskineville oval, and you'll find yourself at bitton cafe. so nice to score a table outside and people watch the villagers walking past. the staff here are super attentive, the menu slightly european and wholly delish. and you're so close to mitchell road, what better way to digest brekkie than by trawling through antiques at the auction house.
breakfast in bed - dusty springfield
beautiful song dusty, but really, who wants crumbs between their sheets? saturday mornings are perfect for strolling down wilson st to the eveleigh farmer's markets (aka outside at carriageworks). there is a place down one end that sells crazy delicious smoked trout and egg and dill mayo on brioche, right next to the yum colombian coffee people. after filling my belly i wander down to buy fresh flowers from the other end, and saturday = perfect.
number one totally has to be satellite in newtown. from al and the gang coming to wilson st parties, renee's crush on zoe, kate bush on the stereo, eddie's takeover, dan the scooter riding waiter in amazing leggings, and the best breakfast roll in existence, my heart and breakfast stomach will always belong to you.
tom's diner - susanne vega
i have a dream to eat my way across america's finest highway diners. deus ex machina on parramatta rd has delicious coffee, bellyriffic food and amazing wooden tables that bear no resemblance whatsoever to said diners. but, you can look at pretty things with wheels afterwards. probably you can do that on american highways too?
english tea - paul mccartney
sometimes i can't face coffee in the mornings. usually this is after a night partying with certain peeps, the kind of peeps who also favour cafe martini on king st for breakfast in the a.m. amazing tea and toast though, and martin is so crazy and wacky, he can cure hangovers just by opening his mouth.
heartstopper - emiliana torrini
for the mornings where you can face coffee, do yourself a favour and hop, skip and jump your way down to baffi & mo's at redfern. it is uber delicious, and that's not even the half of it. i can sum up their food menu in two words - hash cakes.
another breakfast with you - ladytron
you know where you don't have just another breakfast? that would be at clipper cafe in glebe. you can get eggs with dukkah for crying out loud, and their sweet treat cabinet? out of this world amazing. just don't leave the door open if it's cold or they will YELL at you.
cigarettes & chocolate milk - rufus wainwright
buzz bar on king st is an excellent breakfast choice for those of a slightly more debaucherous persuasion - the bloody marys at this place are top notch and scarily addictive. watch out, because not only will you stumble out into the daylight drunk, you'll also be poor.
one more cup of coffee - the white stripes
sometimes, all you want for breakfast is a coffee and pain au chocolate. look no further than the recently opened luxe bakery in newtown. the staff here have heaps of character, superbly evident when they got raided a few weeks ago, for selling black market bonsoy.
eggs and their shells - cocteau twins
heading to erko for a minute now, and first up is the gloriously casual cafe sofia. like sister cafes ella and giulia, the menu is yumbo, the atmosphere is relaxed and the juices are fresh. plus, if you're still hungry afterwards (you won't be), you can nip next door for fish and chips!
pancakes for one - of montreal
wander a little further down swanson st towards erskineville oval, and you'll find yourself at bitton cafe. so nice to score a table outside and people watch the villagers walking past. the staff here are super attentive, the menu slightly european and wholly delish. and you're so close to mitchell road, what better way to digest brekkie than by trawling through antiques at the auction house.
breakfast in bed - dusty springfield
beautiful song dusty, but really, who wants crumbs between their sheets? saturday mornings are perfect for strolling down wilson st to the eveleigh farmer's markets (aka outside at carriageworks). there is a place down one end that sells crazy delicious smoked trout and egg and dill mayo on brioche, right next to the yum colombian coffee people. after filling my belly i wander down to buy fresh flowers from the other end, and saturday = perfect.
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