Birdie

I need to preface this post with the fact that the name of the cafe p*sses me off. Using spellings other than the correct one to appear quirky and unique is just annoying. A Google search revealed only copious amounts of self reference and this entry from Urban Dictionary. A search of the actual dictionary asked me if I meant ‘Enjoy’ and provided the correct spelling. It’s annoyed me enough in the past I’ve actively avoided this cafe on the many occasions I have have to walk past it, simply because of the name.

I’m only here because there have been recommendations and I’m in a good enough mood to look past my need to satisfy in inner logophile, plus I have to buy food for Dexter in the shop next door.

OK, here goes. Buckle in.

How the hell does anyone manage to make watery hollandaise?

It was thin enough that the bean sprout garnish actually flicked tiny spots. Not globs of thick creamy sauce. Tiny watery spots.

Breath.

Let’s go back to the beginning. I think it’s important to remember that I was in a good mood. I was not feeling down or even particularly reflective. I had a big, client free day ahead of me and I was set to catch up on errands. Why not start with a hearty brunch in the Winter sun.

Latte and bacon followed by frozen rats, Ikea, and paperwork.

I walked passed the children’s play castle. I checked in. I ordered.

I put a plastic beaker in my pocket and carrying a water bottle and number to a seat. There was no offer of help for the lady with the stick, but I was watched by a staff member as I wedged the glass with one hand.

In the sunlight I could see the bottle clearly. Greasy from many fingers. Eww.

Coffee arrived. I waited a moment before taking a glug, watching the edges bubble dark, brown, as Iwaited. Bitter, way too bitter. Just nasty. And yet reviews in TripAdvisor had indicated the coffee and overall experience would be good. Maybe it was an off day.

No water. I’m not touching the bottle again.

No more coffee.

Please let the recommended eggs be good.

Well, we already know how that went.

I mean the eggs where cooked perfectly, but one element from many does not a good meal make.

Just as I was lamenting my choices one of the many toddlers running around seemingly unsupervised yelled.

‘That birdie did a sh*t!’

Ever fibre in my being wanted to high-five a five year old. He had written the review for me.

I left with my spirits still high, but an urge to pick up an egg and bacon McMuffin on my way to the next errand was gnawing at me. I resisted.

I’ll leave this one up to you to decide; will I be back?

Location: Cafe Injoy
Address: 39 O’Hanlon Pl, Nicholls (Gold Creek) ACT 2913
Website: http://www.cafeinjoy.com.au/

EB Price: $18.50