Last Sunday morning a rare occurrence took place. One for the books in fact. I woke up…. looked at the clock, or should I say mobile phone, because clocks are so last decade and it was 9 o’clock. 9 O’clock! Not only was I seeing the hour of nine on a Sunday morning but I had a feeling come over me which I hadn’t experienced for quite some time. No dry mouth, no shaky hands, no little construction workers incessantly drilling in my head. Could this really be? I check my arm to make sure… the usual collage of entry stamps is missing. It’s a miracle! It’s a no hangover Sunday! Hoorah!
To celebrate this rare and momentous occasion I jumped out of bed and started to dress. ‘We’re going for breakfast!’ I announced as I pranced toward the bathroom with an undeniable spring in my step. Little did I know that I was far from alone and that many, many other people were tying their shoelaces at that very moment and also heading to the oh-so-lovely café that is Pantry on Egmont. Who knew that some people don’t choose to get rip-snortingly drunk every Saturday night? Not me. I thought my breakfast experience would be like a post-apocalyptic scene from ‘I Am Legend’ with me looking a little less like Will Smith. But no…there was a wait to wait! But let me tell you, the wait was well worth it!
This place is a gem, hidden right in the middle of houses and train lines in Hindmarsh. Open for breakfast and lunch, the food is to die for, as are the good looking waiters who serve it. And lets face it, food always tastes better with a side serve of oh-I’d-like-to-get-me-some-of-that. This cute little kitchy cafe makes you feel as though the Cunningham's have invited you over for a meal. Happy Days!
This quirky café dishes out food that is fresh and delish. I have enjoyed many-a meal at this place, which have never failed to impress. The burgers are bang-on and the rotating specials always manage to peak my interest. Not to mention their delightful milkshakes which could undeniably bring all the boys to the yard.
Get there now, or sooner if possible.
Until next time... Stay Rad-elaide.