I could never give up bread. I’m sorry but fresh, thick, crusty bread is a must have when going out for brunch. When paired with a savoury breakfast, you have one happy gal. I had been swooning/creeping Heidi’s homemade sourdough loving household for a while and having severe cravings for sourdough bread as the weather turns and we turn to comfort.
When I was invited to try the breakfast at Rustica Sourdough.. well I don’t need to tell you my response, do I? The word sourdough is in the name guys!!! I must go.
Rustica Sourdough is on Brunswick St in Fitzroy, a brunch hot spot. There are so many choices I almost find it intimidating and end up going to the same old place time and time again. Although I love my ole faithful cafe’s, if I didn’t try new things I would have never eaten at Rustica Sourdough and I would be 4 pieces of crusty multigrain sourdough less plus a wonderful meal and some pastries to take home.
Jackson and I arrived bright and early on a Saturday morning, the air still crisp and a hankering for a hot coffee in tow. We walked from our house which was a nice, brisk 30 minute walk which may or mat not have been a tactical decision on my behalf to ensure our brunching appetites were in full swing.
I had already done some menu sussing (do you do that?) and knew exactly what Jackson was going to order. His eyes darted straight to the croque monsieur with ham hock, Swiss gruyere, house made pickles + seeded mustard bechamel on pumpkin brioche (you heard me.. pumpkin brioche) [$17.50].
Let’s be honest, I was slightly jealous. The French really knew what they were doing with this savoury classic combination and I was so full of fenvy (food envy. yes.. I just said that) that on the DTS list of recipe’s to make is, in fact, a vegetarian croque. Keep your eyes peeled croque-deprived vegetarians, it’s on it’s way.
Not to mention I’ve been having to drool over the Slutty Frenchman all week, crafted by Sarah from The Sugar Hit.
Jackson thoroughly enjoyed his Croque and I thoroughly enjoyed his pickels because he is the best and doesn’t like pickels, which means I get to eat ALL THE PICKELS, ALL THE TIME. I knew I liked him for a reason. Can I just say, Rustica, right on with the pickels on the side. Pickels.
Whilst the menu isn’t huge, it has enough variety and classics to satisfy all, accompanied by a specials list and although I do try to always order off the set menu whilst trying out a spot, I just couldn’t resist one of the specials. I ordered the house braised beans (haricot) with labneh, an abundance of fresh herbs and a poachie with their multigrain sourdough [$16].
Perfect for a chilly morning, enjoying and also sharing! The bread was a trustworthy platform to load up with beans braised in a rich, tomato sauce and enjoy.
After we had finished out breakfast we spent some time in the bakery section oogling at the beautiful wall of freshly baked loaves . We received a bread care package to take home and try because we couldn’t fit another thing in, not even a cronut. Crazy, I know.
A sourdough multigrain loaf came home with us, as did a rosewater and jam croissant and the pièce de résistance. The basil and lime cronut.
It was my first cronut experience (croissant x donut hybrid) and also my first basil and lime Three letters, one word – w.o.w. The cronut had a flaky, pastry consistency to it with the taste of doughnut dough, with some delicious basil and lime cream cheese frosting in the hole. Ah! The pastries were delicious, the service great, coffee up to scratch and the whole Rustica sourdough experience was a pleasant one. I will be heading that way again for sure. In fact, I think I can hear the cronut calling my name…..
Have you been? Or have a favourite cafe in your area? What makes it so special?
Have a wonderful day, Bec x