Last Friday morning, I met up with my friend Chad and had breakfast at 44 King St in Perth. I haven’t been there for years – I think the last time I went to 44 King St, I was in my early twenties. A workmate and I went there after work. It was a hot day, and we both ordered iced chocolates. We both took a long thirsty drink through our straws. She made a face and suddenly looked a little green. Oh dear…they’d served her bad cream on her iced chocolate. Ewwwww. She must’ve had the last of the old cream, I must’ve had the new cream. One of those luck of the draw things. They apologised profusely and got her a new one with extra ice cream in it.
No iced chocolates were ordered on this occasion, more than a decade later. Chad ordered poached eggs on toast with a side of bacon. She proclaimed it one of the yummiest bacons she’s eaten. In the little bit of paper is a disc of butter just the perfect softness for spreading. As I look at the poached eggs in this photo, I can’t help but think they resemble a part of the male anatomy. What do you reckon? :)
For some reason, the thought of bacon made me feel a little ill that morning (yeah, I know! Weird!). I ordered scrambled eggs on toast with a roasted field mushroom on the side. The eggs were pretty good, and I loved carving into that meaty mushroom. I put away a pot of tea, and Chad had a couple of coffees.
There’s no full fry-up on the menu; you can order a basic two eggs (fried, scrambled or poached) on toast for AU$11.90, and then add sides if you like – tomato, King St’s special baked beans, spinach or hash brown ($3.90 each) or roasted field mushroom, veal and spring onion sausage, smoked ham or premium bacon ($4.90 each). Could get costly if you felt like a big fry-up.
It’s always great to catch up with good friends over food. We talked and talked and talked. I wonder what the year has in store for us. I hope that no matter which paths we take, we’ll remain friends. That probably sounds syrupy soppy, but it looks like we could end up going in very different directions.
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male anatomy shaped eggs?!? old friends, no bacon, and a black mushroom? what is going on here!
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mmmmmmmmmmmmmm. yummy. Might have to visit there for breakfast one day this year.
I had the same thought about the male-anatomy-eggs when I saw the pics before I read your post..
I can’t believe you said that about the eggs, I busted out laughing when I scrolled to the picture.
Sick at the thought of bacon? What are you, pregnant? HAHAHAHA! Sorry, you know I’m obviously joking. ;)
As for your friend, I have had a friend for 18 years now that I still connect with even though we diverged many years ago and ended up living very different lives. In that sense, we enrich each other I suppose.
Okay, I just realized that could be an insensitive thing to say… who knows… so er, please forgive.
Yes. I was thinking of testicles when I saw the eggs also, then was most amused to see your same view voiced there ;)
hahaha, the eggs do look kind of well, ballsy. but then i wouldn’t have noticed if you didn’t mention it!
wow…thats real food porn!
Bryan,
Heheh. Nothing sinister is going on, I assure you! :)
dab,
It was pretty good, and there was nothing wrong with our breakfast, but I reckon I’ve had better elsewhere.
Michelle,
Glad to know it wasn’t just me. :)
Melissa,
Hahaha, well, you could see it though, couldn’t you? :)
Don’t worry, I wasn’t offended in the least. No, definitely no chance of pregnancy. Over the last 10 or so years I’ve struggled to keep friends. Long story I won’t get into here.
Megan,
As I said to Michelle, I’m just pleased it wasn’t just me!
dea,
Obviously your mind isn’t as dirty as mine. :)
katherine,
Oh yes. I forgot to add it to the “rude food” category along with the boobie buns from ages ago.