BIRTHDAY BREAKFAST BLUES

Going out in Fremantle can be very frustrating sometimes and today was one of those occasions where one wished one had cooked at home.

It’s my young friend Kyle’s 14th birthday and he wanted to go to the Beach Street Cafe, so five of us turned up there at nine o’clock and ordered breakfast.

Let’s start with the positive. The pancakes and the French toast were fine and took only 30 minutes to come to the table, but the rest was simply not good enough. The two Big Aussie breakfasts looked awful with totally dehydrated fried eggs and mushrooms that looked artificial and might have been cooked in the microwave or a pot. No one touched them as they tasted strange as well.

My first coffee was supposed to be a small macchiato but it was more like a very small flat white. The espresso that came later was a joke. A normal sized cup was filled halfway with brown watery stuff. Unacceptable! If you don’t know how to make coffee don’t run a cafe.

All meals were delivered at different times, and one order was wrong, so it was nice to finally get the omelette I had ordered 45 minutes earlier. Maybe it was positive they had forgotten my meal because at least it was all cooked fresh and properly.

The overall experience was one of a chaotic kitchen and service, which was a big surprise as the venue has been popular with locals for years. Today however it was not good enough and I won’t return there in a hurry.

Roel Loopers