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Brisbane Brunch & Breakfast: The Burrow October 23, 2012

The Burrow

37 Mollison Street | West End

The Burrow is in the old spot of the Ottomon (Turkish food) restaurant, a few steps up for the Gunshop Cafe and diagonally across from Three Monkeys. On walking in, it seemed pretty bohemian with Spanish/mexican music playing, long wooden shared tables and also smaller round tables scattered about.  There was an upstairs area, but I didn’t see it.  It was pretty much a seat yourself affair and orders at the counter.

The breakfast menu was awesome.  SO many things I wanted to try like ‘A bit Cheeky’ – beef cheeks with duxelle mushrooms, poached egg on rye toast with a red wine jus ($17) or ‘Little Pig, Little Pig’ – Cider braised pork belly with celeriac puree, fried egg, poached pear and apple jelly ($17).

I wanted to have A bit Cheeky, but it was sold out (excuse for another visit! YAY!) so ended up with my second choice of ‘El Desperado Taco’ – pulled pork in soft totilla, huevos rancheros, salsa, poached egg, sour cream and this awesome-though very hot-green chilli thing.

It was a hot day, so I ordered a soy ice coffee, made on real espresson, and came without cream.  The meals took slightly longer, but wasn’t a ridiculous wait and came on a huge round bread board.  It wasn’t really Huevos Rancheros (which is supposed to be corn tortilla topped with refried beans, guacomole, salsa, chilli and a fried egg) instead, it was like a housemade – tomato beans with chopped salad, salsa, sour cream and the green chili which I took to be avocado, but wasn’t. The pulled pork in the soft corn tortilla was BRILLIANT and absolutely delicious, so I didn’t mind that there weren’t refried or black beans. The poached egg oozed beautifully too…although there had to be some quick manuvering of food on the board so it didn’t ooze all the way onto the table.

Now, I pretty much ate everything, and was so full, and fulfilled I didn’ t even have lunch that day (a RARITY).  This could be my new favourite breakfast venue.  There were also lots of gluten free cakes, vegan cupcakes that looked devine.  I can’t wait to head back next time to see if the other breakfast items measure up.

 
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Brisbane Brunch and Breakfasts: Ashton and Old

Filed under: breakfast/Brunch,Casual Eats — Dobsessed @ 10:39 am
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Ashton & Old

Shop 5, 459 Old Cleveland Road | Camp Hill

 

I noticed Ashton & Old after driving past it a few times, it’s on Old Cleveland Road, so quite a busy, heavy trafficked street and was keen to try it.

 

When I walked through the doors, I was pleasantly surprised, the space is bright and airy, quite inviting and at 10:00am in the morning on a Saturday, it had diners, but not heaving like most breakfast brunch places that you’d find in Brisbane – I guess that should’ve been my first clue…but I was all optimistic that day.

 

We were seated quickly by the bar seating facing the street at the window or issued with menus.  Again, I was excited, the menu was interesting, with items like corn cakes with avocado, blah blah type of leg of ham with poached eggs or salted caramel French toasts with stewed Stanthorpe apples and ice-cream – which is what we ordered.

 

The coffee came quickly, and it was acceptable and then the food came, and that’s where Ashton & Old let itself down.  The corn fitters were so dry and hard I reckon I could’ve bounced it agains the walls a few times and it would still have been intact.  It looked like it was made from polenta rather than actual corn. It was so dry in fact that you had to take a sip of water every time you wanted to swollow it.  Wait, I thought, we will crack the poached egg, maybe that will help.  The egg was hard poached.  Not even sticky orange yolk….it had been poached for so long it was now a hard boiled egg, worse, the egg yolk had gone completely yellow.  Not impressed.  The tomato salsa was just a few chopped onions and tomatoes, lacked flavour.  The whole breakfast was barely touched.

 

The French toast were OK, but there was not a lick of ‘salt’ in the salted caramel – not that I could taste anyways, and because of that, lacked a bit of dimention.  It was just sweet, upon sweet, upon sweet, with all the textures sort of melding together too…but it wasn’t BAD, and for a sweet tooth like me, no problems.  I don’t think non-sweet-toothers would’ve enjoyed it much.

 

The waitress came and asked if I wanted more coffee, to which I said no, then proceeds to take away my friend’s unfinished coffee!

 

Oh…and the pantry part? Everything was behind the counter (like on a shelft behind the staff) so it wasn’t like they were encouraging you to browse in their pantry.

 

When we paid, no one asked us how our meal was either.  So I guess we will just provide feedback with our feet and not return.

 

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