Paris has always been romanticised by writers and travellers alike. Perhaps so much so that it falls short of expectations for some, but my heart was swayed by the connection that my sister had with this beautiful, pink-hued city. I had no intentions to go anywhere but London, but Allen reminded me of how much Liz loved Paris and how she and I had planned to meet there in five months times. So, we caught the Eurostar train from London and after three short hours, we found ourselves in the heart of Paris.
You might notice that Melbourne is a little besotted with Matt Forbes. Personally, I don’t know how he does it, supplying numerous cafes all week long with delightful cakes and the variously flavoured doughnuts. The other day, while I was painfully whisking away at a lemon sabayon for a mere eight minutes, I really had to give applause to this man who did this sort of thing on the daily.
Chances are you could most likely walk down to your local cafe and the menu would consist of a big breakfast, avocado smash on sourdough or some sort of fritter with a poached egg on top. As great as these dishes are, it’s places like Bayte in Collingwood or Stovetop in Carlton that really break up that breakfast monotony and present a menu that gets you actually reading the description. I came across Stovetop when I had noticed they had liked my Facebook page and followed on to read Ashley (I’m so hungree) and Cindy & Michael’s (where’s the beef?) posts which became the deciding factor for my visit when catching up with a friend.
Everyday Coffee evolved from the former Black Coffee @ No Fixed Address, a pop up dedicated to black coffee with ‘no bullshit’. It is a minimalistic cafe in Collingwood focusing on coffees with a great line up of beans to choose from. They also have a concise food menu offering a variety of home made dessert pies, Lune Croissanterie croissants and other baked treats.
It is officially Spring, even though the weather in Melbourne refuses to adhere to the seasonal guidelines as usual. But with Spring, eventually comes warmer weather leading straight to Summer which often prompts the female population to start panicking about bikini weather starting without the appropriate bikini body to match. I’m in this boat but with many sweet offerings tempting me, you can understand how hard it is to think about bikini body – although I know I’ll regret it as soon as the first 35 degree day hits Melbourne.