I’m missing the West Park Cafe in Leeds – it’s where, on a lazy weekend morning, we’d go for breakfast/brunch/whatever you want to call it, eating enough to keep us going until dinner on most occasions. But since the move down south, we hadn’t been out for breakfast – that was until I woke up craving big fluffy pancakes and I didn’t actually want to have to make them.
So after some googling, himself found The Breakfast Club. We got there quite late, about 11.30 and it was packed – there was a queue outside the door. We waited for about 20 minutes and got a table, the two of us sitting among the yummy mummies and daddies who seem to fill St Albans.
I ordered some blueberry pancakes, served with maple syrup and banana, as well as bacon on the side. The pancakes were good (but not as good as Jamie Oliver’s American pancake recipe) and the banana was perfectly ripe. The only issue was that the maple syrup had already been poured all over the pancakes and this makes me cross. I like to decide how much maple syrup to have, probably because I don’t like lots (although I do love it!).
Himself went for the full English, which comes with The Breakfast Club’s homemade beans. I thought these were lovely – they tasted very strongly of tomatoes – but he would’ve preferred some Heinz beans. Other than that, he loved the hash cakes. We did take pictures, but himself can’t find them.
At the start of November, I went again to The Breakfast Club – this time with some friends down visiting for the weekend. This time I had a rosti, which was really good. But we still have to queue. And it’s expensive – breakfast with a drink seems to cost at least £10 each.
62 Stanhope Road, St Albans, AL1 5BL