Pieno, Surry Hills

Well finally slack bum blogger arrives at blogging a cafe he can actually remember. This fine spring morning, we were at this very hip cafe with designer decor with a touch of Scandinavian. The clientele are very much the hipster market, including the gay hipster fresh out of the gym market evidenced by the menu's 'Seven egg white omlette.' We were divided on whether there were too many pecs on display or not.

This cafe had another lovely outdoor arrangement & our sunkissed morning had a hint of the summer to come. While enjoying the rays, we covered theatre & politics again ( perhaps we should write a political theatre piece?), as well as Brad's Thursday night celebration to mark the great Inklings author Charles Williams's birthday.(See pic below, though we can't really see him ever attending Pieno) He who is indeed the subject of  our brunch club member's P.H.D. Oh, there was also a bit of slightly lewd talk of the possibility of there being a brunch club baby in the future, in this case the talk was of tadpoles & eggs but for this setting referred to as egg whites.

Readers, we were perfectly quizzed again today, even though there were only 15 questions. Curiously, a note appeared above the quiz assuring us that the quiz would be reinstated to 20 questions again next week. Was that so they didn't get another protest letter from us again?

ANDREW: 3.5 egg whites. Loved it but I'm not hip enough.
BRAD:I am. 4 golden & very hip egg whites
SAL: Darling, I invented hip. 4 egg whites