Weekend Rituals

When the weekend rolls around once more, my boyfriend and I usually head out somewhere to a cafe. We have a local that we frequent quite a bit, the barista, waitressed and owners are friendly and vibrant and we love their coffee and food. Sometimes we get a bit adventurous and head off to another suburb- usually when my photographer boyfriend sees a foodie photo on instagram of a dish and decides we must try it. Most recently it was red velvet pancakes with black sesame ice-cream. HEAVEN. My first bite was a bit "WHAT THE?!" because I unwittingly put two or three raspberries in with a small bit of the pancake. My next bite took me to breakfast heaven, and I didn't stop until the last bite. At first the black icecream looked daunting, I mean, who wants to eat something that's black? Other than aniseed and licorice flavoured food (like black jellybeans), I don't think I've eaten anything that was fully black like that. It was a unique flavour, and one that I would love to experience again-delicious.

Red Velvet pancakes, cream cheese ganache and
Black Sesame ice-cream at Axil Coffee Roasters

When this weekend rolled around again, it brought with it malaise and exhaustion for both of us. I spent the early part of the week curled up in bed with a stomach bug that made me feel like I was going to re-enact the most famous scene from "Alien"... every few minutes. My doctor thought I may have been showing signs of appendicitis, thankfully that settled down. My boyfriend came down with a sore throat which soon turned into a lovely phlegm fiesta, complete with congestion and aching everythings. So, we kept it local and tried out a nearby cafe which is relatively new to the area- and just happened to be of my boyfriend's heritage- Greek! Our food was deliciously fresh (the ciabatta I suspect was freshly made today in the bakery cafe itself), and the staff were lovely and efficient. I can't wait until they bring out their promised new breakfast menu- it's coming soon!! Unfortunately (for my waistline and wardrobe) it means that I've discovered a nearby purveyor of Greek Sweets- my favourite baked goods!

Luck of the Irish be with you,

Kali nihta (good night)! xx