I met the girls for Brunch this Sunday. It was a casual affair, with friends coming and going as you please. Now, I’m not, nor have I ever been, a morning person. But when it comes to a leisurely brunch with good coffee and great friends I’m powerless to resist.

I love cradling my coffee in both hands – gripping the cup tightly. Feeling the warmth slowly seep into my hands easing me up to genuine awakeness. This Sunday was special for 2 reasons. Firstly, this Sunday’s brunch included an interstate friend. She’s always a treat to catch up with, sharing a ready sense of humour and acerbic wit aplenty.

Secondly, this weekend saw a West End institution reopen after an unavoidable hiatus*. The new and improved “Expressohead” has opened.

Expressohead Cafe | Photo courtesy of Moi

So several coffee’s later I can confirm a brunch well done. I had the big breakfast: bacon, potato rosti, tomatoes, toast, eggs (done your way), chipalatas,  mushrooms. Everything was tasty, even the mushrooms which can often taste like boiled rubber in cafes. I have had confirmation the vegetarian breakfast was delicious as well. I tasted part of a polenta dumpling that was divine. Melted in the mouth! Only one friend wasn’t entirely satisfied with her meal – she’d ordered the pancakes and there wasn’t enough sauce for her liking, but the general consensus was positive. The barista’s were certainly hard at work for us!

Expressohead cafe working hard | Photo courtesy of moi

So, contentment running high it was off into the great blue wonder of a long weekend on a perfect autumn day.

* If local businesses are not suffering water damage it seems they have to contend with fire!