A rainy day in Ponyland.
Firstly, a sincere apology for not blogging this past fortnight. I’ve eaten nothing but food court quality noodles, maccas and all things junky for the past few weeks and didn’t think a thorough description of the pan fried schnitzels at Schnitz would stimulate your pallet. But I’m back! and bringing with me a catchup session with my old friend at one of my favourite local cafes in the inner east suburbs of Balwyn, Snow Pony.
Having been here a few times previously, it is one of the must go places for weekend brunch if your up and about in the Kew, Balwyn area. As I live in the north and my catchup friend DK lives in the south we decided to meet halfway.
Usually on a busy weekend the cafe is filled to the brim with chatty customers but as today is friday and the weather has been too gloomy for anyone to enjoy brunch we were seated immediately. One of the few reasons why I enjoy Snow pony is their decked out dining areas. The main inside seating area is decorated with side bars and old wooden chairs giving you a more mellow, dark vintage feel. The sun room is brightly lit with outdoor heaters and during the summer the sun blazes through the covered area. The third room I have yet to visit, but looks like a tea room. 3 dining areas all with very different personalities.
Another reason I come here regularly is the menu. As silly as it sounds what really stirs up my appetite is how delicous and happy their food items all sound. Tell me you wouldn’t be happy eating some golden folded scrambled eggs laid by happy chickens.
Firstly both DK and I ordered coffees. 2 lattes. Being a barista for over 4 years and very critical of coffee blends I didn’t quite enjoy the coffee flavour. Crema was bitter with no sweet undertones and not particularly aromatic, not hot enough for my liking but that was my fault for not asking. Very average coffee to say the least.
DK got the”giddy up” breakfast less the avocado (because he’s weird )
I got the pork, fennel sausage piadini.
My Piadini was delicious, Smoky scorza cheese melted into slices of pork belly and fennel sausages with spinach, chutney and some chilli flakes to add a kick. Only critism was the fennel seeds in the sausages stood out like a fish out of water. One bite into the seed and all other flavours dissapear into the background. Wasn’t a nice experience and towards the end I got so fed up that I started picking the seeds out.
As quoted by DK when his meal arrived: ” OH! there’s 2 slices of toast underneath!” they do provide you with more than generous portions of food for the money. Waiting time wasn’t at all long and overall still one of my most loved suburb cafes in Melbourne!
Happy moon festival to all who celebrate it!