Do you remember when I first had baked eggs? I definitely do. Moments like these… you don’t forget. Like the first time you meet that person, your eyes connect across the room and in that split second, a micro-cosmic explosion ignites fireworks that splay from one point of contact and diffuses into a million stars and sparkles that blinds out everything around you – the chatter, the noise, the smells – until it’s just you. You and that person. And you know, you just know, that from that moment onwards, it’s just meant to be.
Yeah. So for me, it was me and baked eggs. Sorry, Panu.
I don’t know what it is. I’m not normally a massive fan of eggs. I mean, I like them, but you know, my breakfast can absolutely be complete without one – or two – little globules of yolk perched above my toast. But when it comes to baked eggs? Woah, baby. I don’t think I’ve ever gone somewhere and not ordered baked eggs when it’s been on the menu.
So, Baffi & Mo. Located in Redfern, the slowly-but-surely-becoming-trendy suburb(which Panu’s sister tells me people are starting to call “East Surry Hills” LOL), Baffi & Mo had topped some TimeOut list or other and so we wanted to check it out for breakfast. The menu is great with lots of variety, lots of organic stuff but I didn’t really pay attention because baked eggs were on the menu. I told you it was like that.
We ordered. And got our drinks. And we waited.
fresh watermelon juice
organic cola – which I thought tasted weird.
And then we waited. And waited. And waited some more.
Ok, I know that baked eggs take a certain amount of time to cook and all that but we waited like 40 minutes, maybe more, and at some point between hypoglycaemia and actually falling flat on the floor, our breakfast arrived.
buttermilk pancakes with orange & fig compote, fresh berries and vanilla ice cream
muesli served with fresh fruit, organic yoghurt & honey
baked eggs with soprasada, roast capsicum, mozzarella & grilled bread
After all that waiting, the food was actually pretty fricking delicious. The buttermilk pancakes were fluffy and I mean, ice cream with breakfast? Hells yeah! The muesli was crunchy and the baked eggs… mmmmm… firstly, it’s HUGE, secondly the soprasada (sausage) and roasted capsicums YUM and thirdly, it comes in a skillet. I actually burnt myself on the skillet (the hazards of love) but really, what’s not to love about anything served in a skillet?
By the way, do you see that mountain of toasted bread to mop up the sauce with? Ooof.
Baffi & Mo
94 Redfern Street
Redfern, NSW, 2016
(02) 8065 3294
