Wow. I try to be positive but having tried to go to Mrs S in Maylands over Christmas and discovering it was closed for several weeks was frustrating. So imagine on my next trip to Perth going there on a normal Sunday morning and finding a sign saying basically that lack of staff means it is closed. Under the impression that this is one of the better new breakfast places I was quite miffed!
On the flip side we had been lucky enough to get breakfast over Christmas, after 11.30am too, at Blake Street Cafe, and knew we had a back-up plan. Sure enough we got a table for the three of us and were ready to eat!
Here’s a quick digression. I have always loved breakfast. It is not something I adopted when I got to Melbourne. I already searched far and wide for great coffee and amazing food in the morning (or around midday) whilst I grew up in Perth, and fine tuned my expectations on holidays to places like New York before I discovered Melbourne is my world-wide favourite town for the first meal of the day. I worked on the Oriel graveyard shift and breakfast shift for a few years as a kitchen-hand in Subiaco and saw it all. At the time it was the leading café and did terrific quality breakfasts. I discovered brioche there. But Perth is a source of frustration, amusement, wonder and delight in no particular order and that’s why I started to stick to the tried and tested. Even my previous favourite, Beaufort St Merchant, changed so remarkably that if I lived in Perth I could barely afford to eat there once a week at my previous late breakfast slot. End of digression.
The reason I mentioned all of this is because I had a back-up plan and I remained excited and naïve. I had been here before for an amazing breakfast and I was so impressed I followed up with a relatively expensive dinner that was even better.
Today I wanted to be positive and have a great breakfast. No. 4 Blake St wanted me to have a great start too. They put excellent, well some excellent, quality ingredients on the plate, that should have been nicely cooked and looked good. It was anything but good though. This is a place that does exquisite dinners and has access to high quality produce. The eggs were really overdone and despite this being both breakfast and lunch I couldn’t eat the second one. I got through the sausage which was also overcooked. Everything else was passable but I think I was sour by this point.
Criticising is not something I would like to get in the habit of doing in my reviews. I maintain that this is a terrific restaurant for dinner. I just struggle to come to grips with such a mediocre breakfast.