I miss brunch. Farnborough, where I currently live, is not a brunch hotspot. There are plenty of places to get a fry-up, but for snooty gourmands like myself, there is a distinct lack of free-range meaty goodness, artisan bread products and things smothered in Hollandaise. (Yes, I am as pretentious as I sound…)
We went out for brunch on a Sunday morning in Bristol, and after our first destination turned out to be closed, our friend led us to the nearby Primrose Cafe (1 Clifton Arcade, Clifton, Bristol).
As you can see from the photo, I had a waffle with maple syrup and bacon. It was a lovely crispy sugary waffle, but I could had done with a little more syrup and slightly browner bacon. Probably I could have asked for both, but I’m far too shy for that. I had a fresh orange juice on the side – so much better than anything from a carton.