How much you’d like the Breakfast Club would depend on your love for breakfasts. For me, the only thing that really gets me out of bed in the morning is the scrambled egg on seeded bread, whereas Mister can get through his entire morning without food, as long as he gets his shot of coffee to kick his brain into function. So you could imagine his enthusiasm about going The Breakfast Club.
I have a genuine passion for hot breakfasts, especially eggs; think it runs in the family – if I get stranded on an island and God only allows me to choose one food that He/She would supply daily, it’d be eggs. Just think they can be fried, scrambled, steamed, boiled, poached, slow-cooked, coddled, baked and even freaking deep-fried, that’s something different for each day of the week!
Anyway… the queue was mad for 2pm Sunday; at least another 8 tables before we can through the doors where the queue continues. But the wait wasn’t too painful when we were entertained by the random pictures and scribbles clipped to the entrance and people disappearing behind a ginormous fridge door.
The All American
Pancakes, eggs, sausage, hash browns, streaky bacon and maple syrup
I missed it when my family went to IHOP in the States. That was 3 breakfasts shared among 5 adults (3 men) yet there were leftovers. I bet I could finish one on my own…
Obviously not American sized, nonetheless substantial. Let’s face it, it’s pancakes and typical breakfast fare, I won’t exaggerate. A damn good breakfast nonetheless. The pancakes were thick yet airy with a brittle edge; eggs were done with glossy fluid finish and the ultra crispy bacon was brilliant with maple syrup. Just the kinda food that leave me feeling super satisfied, except for the hash brown that turned out to be fried potatoes and onions…
Ham so EggsitedStacked pancakes with egg, cheddar, ham and maple syrup
The only criticism is the fried egg; I prefer mine more burnt on the edges. That aside, I reckon this combination beats the All American – the melted cheese oozing out of the ham looked so good, and tasted so right with the maple syrup it felt wrong!
Manda went for the classic Eggs Royal with stacks of smoked salmon as thick as the poached egg. Runny egg yolks on crispy toasted muffins blanketed with rich creamy hollandaise sauce is a guaranteed winner, and TBC does it perfectly.
I’ve gotta say, TBC does good breakfasts. The (relatively) lack of grease was particularly impressive considering how much oil we usually get in a fry-up. Or maybe the pancakes mopped it all up. Who cares, I got my happy food. In spite of the chaotic service, cramped chairs sprawled around shared tables and the ever-growing queue, the ambience was so chilled. No stressing from the staff, no messing up the dishes flying out of the kitchen, just a good crowd catching up on the week’s happenings.
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