Like the great Ocsar Wilde, I can resist anything but temptation, especially when it comes in the shape of a chocolate brownie on a rainy afternoon. This was what Steve Irwin would have called a "beaut" if he'd lived to taste it. Damn that stingray.
(For the real foodies, this amounts to food porn. I know you will click to enlarge this shot, so I will add that the bottom bit was warm and there were chunks of Belgian chocolate on the top, which I had already scoffed).
For the record, the Circle Cafe in Balmain Uniting Church is an absolute gem of a find, hidden from the road behind some trees, a faint aroma of good coffee and hum of civilised chatter. We could almost have been in Europe, not just because of the relentless drizzle outside but because the place has such a cosy, worn feel about it, with two fireplaces and lots of nooks and crannies.
It also has copies Australian Women's Weekly, so Darren was happy.
When we find places like this I could kick myself at having fallen into some of Sydney's worst tourist traps while on holiday here in the past. We should have been eating brownies in Balmain, not wandering through fake sandstone cave drawings under the AMP tower. What were we thinking?
2 comments:
Was there any nutty or fudgy chunks in that brownie? Was the consistency more moist cake or slightly chewy and gooey? It looks like perfection to me. Can we go to Balmain for brownies when I come to visit...please..?
jayne
ps I deeply resent your ethel from eastenders comment!
ah yes but I see you are still speaking to me. Hmmm. Cupboard love.
It was neither. It was a bit gooey in the middle and perfectly crumbly on top. It was perfection. Sorry, I know you are suffering with the food in India. I'm not helping much am I?
Yes, Balmain is on the cards.
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