Big mouth, big appetite, big adventures!

[Big Mouth, 168 Acland Street St Kilda, Victoria]

[“Big Frenchy”, Big Mouth St Kilda]

It was a Sunday morning, and the morning was fresh and dewy from the pitter patter of light rain and brand new day. We were off to meet friends who were getting ready for a very big adventure for their little family. We ordered, and I was greeted with the above… Is it not just the most delightful, mouth-watering and beautiful combination of colours and ingredients you have ever set your “Sunday blues” filled eyes??

There is something about a perfectly poached egg, all bouncy, and ready to ooze its perfect “poached-poke-ooze”… You’ve heard me rant on about it before, but seriously… seeing that hot yoke slowly slide down the little poached egg white mountains as it meets the muffins and salmon – it is just divine!!

Have a peruse through the menu for something delicious that may come your way when you’re in St Kilda next.

& See for details (from their Facebook site):

Some people do yoga, exercise or anything to relax and remind yourself of how beautiful the world can be. I breakfast! and I breakfast often. Whether you’re a local or travelling through, be sure to try any of Melbourne’s finest breakfast offerings. It will bring a smile to your face and a warmth through your bellies.

Tastefully yours,

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French kiss me, Mr Croque.

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[Bibo, 205 Sturt Street Ballarat 3350]

That below is an sneaky shot of the menu front cover…. it is also pretty much what I look like in the face of great food lending to the embarrassing “Homer Simpson drool” moments I often experience. The longer the wait, the longer the drool, and the harder the food needs to work to satisfy… if you get my drift?

Basically, we waited for quite a L-O-OOOOOONG time for the food to arrive, and as I was a hungry little hippo, I thought I was going to eat my ARM before the breaky beauties arrived. Luckily for lil Mr Bibo, his breakfast arrived, and it delivered! *Homer Simpson drool* (due to foodporn in the shape of fried, cheesy, melty yummies)

Menu, voi la!:

Eggs Florentine:

Just LOOK at the gorgeous fatty deliciousness. mmmmm

Croque Monsieur:

Oui monsieur, tres bien!

The food was pretty tasty, but the service lacked immensely. Which leads me to a question I often ask : Would you prefer good food/Bad service, or vice versa?

At the end of the day, its how the food tastes and looks etc… however the service and overall vibe of the venue plays part too. But we’ve all been to an eatery where the service is a real treat for the senses, and that all adds to the perfect breakfast experience.

ps. the place could do with a bit of a scrub and re-arranging, there seemed to be some very excellent booth areas that Mr and Mrs Cardboard box and his kids were occupying.

Next time you’re in “the rat”, be sure to at least pop by for a real treat. Just make sure you bring your patient hat, and hopefully it will be worth the wait!

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Tastefully yours,

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