Esters

Two visits in one here fellow chodders.

Esters came onto my radar over a month ago and have been saving it until Matt was back down. Well worth the wait. clearly, we went twice in 5 days.

I think what I love so much,-yeah, we’ve reached the love stage after only 2 dates- is the sincerity behind it, which may sound odd but please accept, and I hope you join in, my deep rooted emotional connection to what is ,some may say, merely seeing, chewing and digesting. This place, in all its avenues, is the epitome of ‘bright’. The interior, including the outdoor space at the back, is beautiful. The folks that work there, lovely. And the food.. spot on.

From the two visits, supported by my online stalking, the pastry counter is constantly provides a selection of both familiarity and interest. Though I’m yet to try something from the cabinet, I was both times extremely tempted.

Now to what we actually did have. Firstly, the coffee is great, I go black, and here that was their batch brew- yum. Matt’s partial to the odd espresso, also yum I’m told.

On our first visit we both went for the breakfast sandwich- a potato roll, scrambled egg, lava, spinach + Caerphilly, with the optional addition of black pudding. Matt went for the add on, I did not, (although I did try some of his, and for my first time trying black pudding, I was very pleasantly surprised). Anyway, we’ve all had a breakfast sandwich before, you know what you’re getting, and it’s great, not a lot more can be or needs to be said, but here I fricken go. It was just great, like genuinely the best breakfast sarnie I have ever ever come across. It was a messy fella, but cor was it worth the drips down to your elbow of the stunning green sauce. Absolutely a brilliant way to begin any day.

The second time around, a creature of habit, matt got the same, and while I was very tempted to join him, I instead opted for the fried eggs + toast, with roasted chickpeas, winter tomatoes, carrot puree, árbol-lime salsa and the add on of halloumi. Now, again, ive had similar dishes, which are so often either one note or overly hit with the old paprika, but this was so complex and just damn satisfying. Eggs and toast always runs a high probability of you leaving, knowing you’ve just payed upwards of the price of a live chicken for something you could have done better at home, but that, I’m happy to report, was far from the case here.

Needless to say, we’ll be returning- honestly this place might be the saving grace of my uni work, its genuinely got me wanting to tip tap away just as an excuse to sit here and then order some carrot cake 10 words later.