Brunch would have to be my favourite meal of the day. I love a long leisurely brunch with friends, the boyf, or alone. It’s the only time it’s perfectly acceptable to eat something sweet as your main dish, and you can even get away with a cheeky glass of bubbles or a bloody Mary… How could you not love brunch?
My favourite weekend activity (aside from sleeping in) is testing out new cafes Melbourne is always serving up. I’m always on the look out for the latest ‘top ten’ brunch spots but also love revisiting memorable cafes like Proud Mary in Collingwood and Pour Kids in Malvern. If a drive to the other side of town, or making my own brunch on a Sunday is out of the question, my absolute fave is but a 5 mins drive around the corner – Pint of Milk in Newport.
Pint of Milk is well known to the local community but relatively unheard of across the Westgate. It’s always busy, even on weekdays but especially on weekends, and has a friendly laid back vibe those hipsters in the East wouldn’t dream about. I could eat at Pint of Milk every day. Seriously.
On average I’d say I eat there twice a month, sometimes more, sometimes less. It’s my go-to cafe when I have friends or family visiting from overseas or interstate. It’s always nice to show off my local cafe and then take a stroll along the Strand in Williamstown to Commonwealth Reserve, where you get a great view of the HMAS Castlemaine with Melbourne CBD in the background. Last week I did just that – twice.
Last Tuesday I caught up with my friend Sally who runs a carpet cleaning business in Geelong. She was in Melbourne for the day so we took advantage and headed to Pint of Milk for breakfast. I’d taken Sally here before and she loves it just as much as I do. I ordered my usual – Avocado and feta on pumpkin sourdough with a chilli, mint and broad bean dressing, and a long black. I order this dish 90% of the time, despite everything else on the menu looking amazing – I’m just a sucker for the avo, feta and broad bean combo. Sally went with the toasted bagel, avo, spinach, poached eggs, hollandaise and bacon. I hadn’t caught up with Sally for a couple of months so there was plenty to gossip about. After a leisurely breakfast we continued our catch up along the foreshore, burning calories while running our mouths.