Two Lost Boys, Windsor

I have always been intrigued by the café located in that tiny street, if it can be called that, adjacent to the Windsor train station. It doesn’t seem all that long ago that it was occupied by a tapas bar called Garcia & Sons, which I had been looking forward to checking out. Unfortunately in Melbourne, bars and restaurants tend to come and go and so I missed out on that opportunity. Looking for inspiration on where to have breakfast this morning, The Age newspaper generously obliged with “A foodie’s guide to Windsor”. Under the section entitled “Breakfast – with killer coffee”, the invitation to start my day with beetroot and sweet potato fritters at Two Lost Boys gave me the impetus to get out of bed and make my way there before I miss out.

Walking into Two Lost Boys, I was greeted at the door by someone in a checked shirt, skinny jeans and converse and there was an odd moment of silence where I hesitated to ask for a table, unsure if the person in front of me was a customer about to leave or an actual staff member on duty. Throwing caution to the wind, I asked for a table and was shown into the main dining area.

The café is full of natural light, and tastefully decorated with timber tables and a timber bench along the front window. The ceiling has been covered in white pegboard and soft light recessed into its edges and wall display units, creating a contemporary and elegant dining space. The beautiful front display counter, adored with a variety of  leadlight panels from old doors, is a striking centrepiece and a definite talking point.

The quality of the coffee was indeed “killer” as promised in The Age . The coffee beans are locally sourced from Monk Bodhi Dharma and full of rich, roasted flavour. While there a few casually attired hipster dudes manning the busy dining area, the staff do know how to engage and interact with their customers, with the right level of service that is memorable and yet unobtrusive.

The breakfast menu offers the usual variety of dishes generally available in other cafes, but with a slight emphasis on Middle Eastern ingredients and spices to create unique flavours. Although I was tempted to try the Lemon and Ricotta Pancakes, I resolutely stuck with my original decision to order the Sweet Potato and Beetroot Fritters.

Sweet Potato & Beetroot Fritters with house-cured salmon carpaccio, spinach, horseradish & walnut cream served with two poached eggs - Two Lost Boys, Windsor
Sweet Potato & Beetroot Fritters with house-cured salmon carpaccio, spinach, horseradish & walnut cream served with two poached eggs – Two Lost Boys, Windsor

When my breakfast arrived, my dish was a picture of understated elegance with a smear of beetroot across the plate, helping to emphasise the bold and vibrant colours embodied in the fritter and just wilted spinach, the pink salmon formed into a perfect rosette and the horseradish cream lightly decorated with finely chopped walnuts.  The beetroot and sweet potato had been coarsely grated, well cooked and formed into a rosti style base. The rich, ruby red of the beetroot combined with the dark, sunset orange colour of the cooked sweet potato created an amazing and luscious display that made eating the fritter a feast for the eyes, as well as for the palate. The combination of beetroot and sweet potato was expertly balanced and seemed appropriate for a variable Autumn day.  The eggs were perfectly poached and the cured salmon was delicious, although it did have a strong fish flavour, given that the portions had probably been a little more thickly cut than intended. The cream nicely melted into the piping hot fritter, although I couldn’t detect the slightest hint of horseradish, the smooth texture complemented the velvet-like consistency of the cooked vegetable stack.

Eating at Two Lost Boys was a fabulous breakfast experience and an oasis away from the hustle and bustle of Chapel Street. Although the café is out of sight, tucked down the side of the Windsor train station, it is definitely not out of mind. That which was hidden away from view, has indeed now been found.

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The Grain Store, Melbourne

As the saying goes, while the cat’s away the mice will play! With a short working week, courtesy of Easter and ANZAC Day, our usual complement of eight team members, dwindled to a lowly three. With our boss also away and left to our own devices, Stevo, AA and myself decided to motivate ourselves with a special breakfast meeting before embracing the long weekend.

Working in the Melbourne CBD, I tend to steer clear of the city on the weekends and look for new places to eat in the inner suburbs. Its been a while since I’ve been to The Grain Store and I’ve been looking for another opportunity to come back. Located between Spencer and King Streets in what could be described as the “interesting” end of Flinders Lane, when you step inside The Grain Store it feels like you are entering a whole new world. With a fitout that embodies a Hamptons style elegance that captures a mood that is light and spacious, casual yet stylish, the café feels like a haven and a place to escape from the frenetic pace of city outside. The neutral tones accentuated by muted lighting, pale timber finishes, completed with white marble topped benches and linen cushions provides a sophisticated and relaxing ambience.

The menu seems to have changed since I last visited the café with a focus on the produce in season. Once I had spotted the Buttermilk French Toast and Spiced Pear with passionfruit crème, apple puree, peppered caramel and walnut praline, I closed the menu. The boys didn’t spend too much time perusing the menu either and they both opted for the Ginger Beer Gammon Steak, Smoky Borlotti Beans with fried egg, nashi pear fritters, remoulade, salsa verde and apple vincotto. Our breakfast dishes arrived shortly thereafter.

Buttermilk French Toast & Spiced Pear with passionfruit creme, apple puree, peppered caramel, walnut praline - The Grain Store, Melbourne
Buttermilk French Toast & Spiced Pear with passionfruit creme, apple puree, peppered caramel, walnut praline – The Grain Store, Melbourne

My dish was well presented although on first glance there seemed to be lots of different shades of beige and brown on the plate and it was hard to know where to begin. With so many strong flavours on the plate, each component tasted best individually. The passionfruit crème was sweet and tart and paired well with the poached pear, lightly rolled in dukkah which was a touch of brilliance. The moist French toast, topped with the crumbled walnut praline, combined with the concentrated flavour of apple puree was delicious. Thick and with the same consistency as dulce de leche, The Grain Store has cleverly created another composition of caramel sauce through the addition of black pepper. The taste and texture blended well together although strong and bold on your palate. The dish was enjoyable and whilst substantial, there seemed to be just the right quantity of caramel, toast, fruit and crème on the plate without making it too overwhelming.

Ginger Beer Gammon Steak, Smoky Borlotti Beans with fried egg, nashi pear fritters, remoulade, salsa verde, apple vincotto - The Grain Store, Melbourne
Ginger Beer Gammon Steak, Smoky Borlotti Beans with fried egg, nashi pear fritters, remoulade, salsa verde, apple vincotto – The Grain Store, Melbourne

As for the breakfast dish that the boys chose, it was colourful and vibrant with an abundance of flavours in the combination of ingredients, which they generously shared with me. For AA, the best component on the plate was smoky and lightly spiced beans which were truly delicious and full of flavour. Stevo’s pick of the dish was the nashi pear fritters, which was an exotic blend of fruit that had been battered and deep fried. Extremely wicked but equally a joy to eat. From what I sampled, I enjoyed both the pear fritter and the beans, but I also liked the finely shredded celeriac remoulade which provided a light crunch and worked well with all the other sweet and savoury components on the plate. While I couldn’t immediately detect the ginger beer flavouring, the thick cuts of gammon steak were moist, succulent and almost melted in your mouth.

Having enjoyed our breakfast and the opportunity to start our last working day of the week in a special way, we trudged up the hill towards the other end of Flinders Lane, looking forward to walking off the abundance of food we had just consumed.

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Ferrovia, Pascoe Vale

The Western suburbs of Melbourne is a melting pot of diversity, cuisines and cultures that often draws derision and unmerited criticism from those who live elsewhere. I often joke (and probably unfairly) that I need to wear my kevlar vest whenever I go and take a trip out to the “Wild West”. Yet every time I find myself out west, where most of my colleagues and friends prefer to live, I always enjoy seeing tree lined streets in and out of season, beautifully renovated homes, new and exotic places to eat and areas that I would like to take time and explore further.

It’s been a while since I’ve been able to catch up with my friends Mez and Oz, who live in the Pascoe Vale area. Oz, who would have to be my chief encourager of my food and wine adventures, suggested that we should try their local café, Ferrovia for a Saturday breakfast.

Ferrovia is located approximately 50 metres from the Pascoe Vale train station. The café is laidback, unpretentious and very popular with the locals. Looks can be deceiving as the interior is narrow and cosy with no more than half a dozen tables inside and counter seating along the front window, and a courtyard area out the back. There was a constant stream of people popping in for coffee, meals, cakes and pastries as well as the cured meats, cheeses and other gourmet items also available for purchase.

My latte was first rate and all too easy to drink. Ferrovia takes enormous pride in the art of coffee making with their baristas having garnered their experience in busy cafés in Italy prior to being ensconced behind the industrial-sized coffee machine behind the bar. Although the coffee was fantastic, I’m not entirely convinced I would be so adventurous as to trade the wonders of Italy for downtown Pascoe Vale.

The breakfast menu was simple and the options appeared to be hearty with a substantial focus on dishes created with eggs.

Great minds think alike so Oz and I selected the Sweet Corn and Polenta Fritters with poached free-range eggs, sautéed baby spinach, horseradish sour cream and bacon while Mez opted for the Breakfast Bruchetta with avocado, tomato, Spanish onion, served on bread topped with poached free-range eggs and goats chevre (not pictured).

After taking our order, the waitress laid out the napkins and cutlery we were each given a large wooden handled knife with a blade that would rival that of Crocodile Dundee. I like my eggs poached hard but I didn’t realise I would need to be equipped with my own sword to get through breakfast. Wild West indeed!

Sweet Corn & Polenta Fritters with poached free-range eggs, sautéed baby spinach, horseradish sour cream and bacon - Ferrovia, Pascoe Vale
Sweet Corn & Polenta Fritters with poached free-range eggs, sautéed baby spinach, horseradish sour cream and bacon – Ferrovia, Pascoe Vale

We didn’t wait too long for breakfast and because I prefer my eggs hard poached it inevitably adds a little extra cooking time to my meal, but always worth the wait in my opinion. Some places I go to for breakfast tend to ignore my request, but in this case my eggs were cooked to my liking. The serving of bacon was generous and I enjoyed the way it was cooked however some might take issue with the lack of crispiness it delivered. The baby spinach was vibrant and just cooked, providing some much needed colour and another textural element to the dish.

The polenta and corn fritters were quite sizeable with chunky pieces of red pepper and corn kernels mixed throughout. Oz and I thought that perhaps the red pepper could have been diced a bit more finely as their size meant that their flavour tended to overshadow the sweetness of the corn. The talking point of the dish was the horseradish sour cream which was delicious, although a little too creamy as it didn’t have the sharp pungent bite that horseradish normally delivers. The vast quantity of polenta on the plate meant that the fritters were a little dry in places, and the horseradish cream was a much needed and tasty accompaniment which helped to provide a little extra moisture when required.

Mez’s dish looked colourful but the bruschetta mixture noticeably lacked the promised avocado and looked somewhat lost on the big white plate that it was served on. The cold bruschetta mingled with the freshly poached egg, which was considerably warmer, created a temperature differential that most of our mouths would find hard to appreciate.

The promised rain began to set in and suddenly the café became extremely busy as those eating out in the courtyard came inside for shelter and attempted to find a space to finish their breakfast. Full to the brim and having enjoyed our little catch-up, it was time for us to let the next wave of diners in to savour the delights of Ferrovia.

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