But breakfast? Say no to a dirty fry up! Find yourself the best local cafe run by a sunny antipodean, and get ready for brunch heaven.
You may say I’m biased. Maybe I am! But all I can tell you is even on a cold, rainy and very grey Sunday morning, I enjoyed every bit of sitting outside in the middle of the common at the new Fields Cafe in Clapham Common.
Many will tell you, it doesn’t win points for beauty. But beauty is surely in the eyes of the beholder. Or just maybe just my stomach, and there it definitely wins points. As you walk up to this white shipping container like box near the Clapham skate park, the scent of smoke fills the air, and you know you’re in for a tasty feed!
Fields is a cafe thats all about keeping it local. They grow produce on their rooftop garden and in garden boxes by the patio. Their bread is from down the road in Brixton, daily they let you know what wood they’re cooking on and where the eggs and meats are from.
I ordered the avocado and ricotta on Brixton sourdough with garlic chives and added a poached egg. With yolks like that; bright orange and delicious, I wasn’t going to be left with egg envy! The bread was smokey and charred, with the cool creaminess from the avocado and ricotta it was a perfect Spring breakfast.
The real surprise though came with the poached eggs, bacon and Cult of Done hollandaise. Reading this on the menu I completely ignored those three words that totally transform this dish into something spectacular: “Cult of Done”. An insanely good espresso from Workshop Coffee with
“Aromas of hops and orange blossom lead to dark chocolate and a ripe peach sweetness. A coating mouthfeel carries a perfumed, butterscotch finish.”
Yup! They put that in their hollandaise. Its smokey and complex, and I kept reaching over with my fork and sneaking more and more off the plates of my other diners and just eating it by itself.
I can’t help but feel a little smug that this is a cafe that is local to me. I can see myself spending a lot of time here working my way through the menu. As happy as I was with our choices, I had food envy from basically everything I saw coming out of the kitchen. A sign of many happy breakfasts to come!