East Village is a newish cafe we spotted while walking through 140 William in the CBD.
We were walking through on a late evening and took a quick look at the menu and decided it was worth the trip back.
We arrived around 11.15am, just on time for breakfast as it finishes at 11.30am. It wasn’t very busy when we arrived so we got a table so we had our choice of tables.
We took a seat and ordered a coffee to begin with, Mr. T ordered his usual Latte ($3.50) and I ordered the same. The coffee is very reasonably priced for a CBD location.
Mr. T had been looking through images on social media and spotted the Breakfast Dog ($12), he was keen to try this dish.
I was unsure about what I wanted to order, I was torn between ordering the Corned Beef Hash ($15) and the Eggs Benedict ($18.50). In the end, I went crazy and got the Eggs Benedict but maybe for my next breakfast I’ll venture outside my comfort zone a little more.
Our coffees arrived, they were hot but not very strong. Mr. T’s had a little art and mine did not. The froth at the top did not last very long which can sometimes indicated overheated milk.
I left the table to go to the bathroom before our breakfast arrived. They are quite inconvenient and not in the cafe and you will need a code to enter this is the same for a few of the restaurants, I think.
By the time I arrived back to the table, our breakfast was on the table and Mr. T was already digging in. There was a fatal moment where he knew I was about to ask if he had snapped a pic of the breakfast, thankfully he did, he knows me too well.
He was rather unimpressed with his dish, he said that he could have made it at home and not overcooked the eggs. The sausages were not considered Irish by an Irishman, he said they were tasteless and not what he was expecting. This dish was basically a sausage roll with two overcooked eggs on top of it and a side of BBQ sauce
. We also noticed the table beside us leaving nearly half of the same dish behind, so it wasn’t just Mr. T.
My Eggs benedict was also very disappointing. The salmon was rather dry around the edges and sat on some very soggy spinach so I left this behind. The eggs were borderline overcooked with a slight runny yolk. I found the hollandaise quite strong and thick so I did not enjoy that element either. Overall, a rather unimpressive dish and as a hungry individual before a day of shopping, this did not sit well with me…at all!
As pretty as East Village is, the pretty interior is not enough to make me want to return. I think East Village really need to pick up their game to do well in such a great location.