For Sunday brunch we popped over to Cafezique. Well in fact we popped over but then went home when we discovered Mr K couldn’t come in. Then we popped back. Popping all over the shop!
A really cool vibe to this place and good food too. I had the ‘eggs black’; poached eggs on english muffin with black pudding, rocket and hollandaise. And you can have breakfast all day, 7 days a week – can’t argue with that. The husband claimed the cappuccino to be the best he’d had in Glasgow. Now he’s not much of a culinary critic (notable moments include thinking leeks were spring onions, not being able to recognise cauliflower in the supermarket and claiming coriander a fair substitute for parsley), but when it comes to coffee he’s very discerning. I double checked a spoonful of the froth and it was perfection.
I twisted the husband’s arm into sharing a cake with me and let’s just say it wasn’t exactly a squeeze fitting it in. Probably just as well – I was stuffed after my brunch. But I’m guessing the cakes are pretty popular because they were disappearing off the blackboard as quick as Britney’s hair circa 2007.
Love these pics, doll! Looks like a fabulous place! Has such a great vibe to it. And you look gorgeous!! 🙂
Have a great rest of the week!