Fortunately not Brighton the fake made up suburb somewhere near Serenity Springs just outside Mandurah – the real thing! Suz here, for the first time in aaaggggggeeeesssss I swear I went to breakfast and thought you guys would absolutely want to here about this amazing gem on the south coast of England called Mange Tout.

Firstly, a bit of back-story. I have been living in Berlin now for 3 months (and have missed my breakfast clubbers oh so much). However, about a month ago I moved to London (temporarily) to do an internship at an awesome theatre company. Highlights of my stint in London thus far have all revolved around bacon!

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West End Deli has been on our ‘must do’ list for quite some time, but we’ve recently found ourselves with only two of the original breakfast club members in town and breakfast adventures are becoming few and far between. Natalie and David took charge one week, calling in some reinforcements to join the club and enjoy some breakfast with us. Some of the troops had commitments in West Perth so we took that opportunity to dine close by, and waltzed in to the West End Deli on Carr Street early one Saturday morning armed with hunger.

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One of our (male) breakfast bloggers once had a high school crush on a boy named Lincoln. It was short-lived, mostly due to the minor issue that Lincoln didn’t fancy other men. That fact has nothing to do with this Lincoln: a beautiful breakfast location in Highgate with a distinct home-made flair. Not a scruffy, tall, dark haired boy who played guitar.

We rolled in late one morning on bicycles and promptly strapped them to the closest street pole, bee-lining for the one large wooden table outside. There are a range of ourdoor tables, however they’re mostly suited for two diners or perhaps three if everyone is prepared to have their dishes teetering off the tables just a touch. With five bloggers in tow for this adventure, we needed space!

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So once again the breakfast club found themselves in need of a breakfast face stuffing. It was late morning and we found ourselves wafting around Northbridge in the search of breakfast goodness. Alas Northbridge, where is the love on a Sunday? It took us a good twenty minutes to assess our options (aided by a nature documentary in the Piazza), and at last we ended up a little off James Street at Opal Café, situated at 134-138 Aberdeen Street. For those playing along at home, that’s directly opposite Crack Den Park.

On entrance to this Northbridge eatery there is an explosion of white… in your face. Not entirely unpleasant, akin to a cafeteria in the future with some strategically placed wicker lighting features which resemble spaceships. Opal is the kind of place you feel clean and in control of your life, ‘good on me’ you may think, ‘you are on the right track’.

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