An impromptu meeting on a sunny morning seemed a perfect opportunity to have brunch at Oxfork and so we toddled off down Magdalen Road. There’s a range of breakfasts on the brunch menu, starting at a fiver up to a tenner for the poached egg platter – a sample of eggs benedict, eggs royale and eggs florentine! Jacqui played safe and went for the simple eggs florentine [Jacqui: which were perfection – crisp sourdough, runny eggs, tart’ish hollandaise and just wilted spinach] whilst I went for my usual pancakes and bacon.
These were described as fluffy American style and were disappointingly not fluffy. I couldn’t quite put my finger on what wasn’t right with them, other than being a bit stodgy and almost doughy. If anything, I’d say the wrong flour was used as they were almost cakey in texture. However, I had an appetite and so managed to polish them off regardless! The accompanying bacon was plentiful and very good, maple syrup was authentic rather than that god-awful cloying corn syrup synthetic stuff that too many places pass off as maple. The fried egg was rich and golden and I had a side of sausage as a) I’m a piggy and b) I’m a big believer in gauging how good a breakfast is by the quality of their sausage. These were good meaty and slightly fragrant sausages and passed my test! Overall a good breakfast, but with some improvement needed on the pancakes. Good coffee too.