Opera House Forecourt, 17/08/13

Underwood Cafe (20/07/13), Canberra weekend (26-28/07/13), Excelsior Jones ( 03/08/13) & Wellco Norton St Leichardt (10/08/13)

Hello readers. Remember us? Apologies for the more than two months since our last post due to one bruncher's incredible first Eurotrip & the others in mourning (maybe not) & then just our general slackness in updating our last three weeks.

In summary, the day of my return from Wimbledon, Manchester, Berlin, Hamburg, Gottingen, Munich, Muttenz, Basel & Lucerne (not to boast of course) found us at Underwood Cafe with the Brunch three, Connie & the first time guest the wing commander. Main recollections were lovely hidden location with a typical 'tude' Eastern Suburbs staff  (what can you expect if it is owned by Singo) & a perfect 20 out of 20 in the quiz to top off the jet lagged frenzy.  3 Golden Eggs


Next,  -4 degree trip to Canberra (Brad was salivating) for another  Brunch club special with Shelley though sans the boy from Coonamble. Cultural, visual grazing delight as always. 5 Golden Eggs forevermore.


Last weekend, the entire Fatty Family (one day dear Bloggers we will tell that story of the side-splittingly hilarious tale of the infamous & seminal 1993 Art Gallery car park nab) was reunited at Excelsior Jones for brunch club in Ashfield. Ma and Pa Lampe were the first to arrive to win us a much needed place in this popular, delicious but poorly acoustic spot recommended to us by our occasional Brunch club guests Nigel & Caz. And by the end of the morning we had our youngest member of Bclub join us the

adorable Jude along with his devotee parents. Little bit underwhelmed in the quiz but conversation was warm with even a bit of political disagreement for once!!! Overall we would rate this place between 3.5 & 4 Golden Eggs

Finally, we arrive at this morning's Bclub & lets just say dear reader that you better strap yourself in for this one because the conversation was both libelous & of tears streaming down the face quality. Participants were we happy three & regular guests Connie with Poodle pet in tow & Jan. The bar was set high (or maybe low) for the conversation flavour when our first topic was the penis in the cab. sav. latest Queensland political scandal involving the ethics committee member Dowling. From there we moved on to Hezbollah and Gaza Strip infiltrations, the absolute mark of superficiality of the phenomenon known as cocktail cruising, as well as certain well known identity's penchant for exotic holidays in Thailand leading us to wonder who stands up for the local boys. But the absolute culmination of the morning was  the discussion of salami weekends. To explain, we started on Connie's beloved former poodle's starring role in the second underbelly series as the Mckay hitman's pet which led us to the mafioso in Griffith which in turn lead us to Jan's recollection in Palermo being warned about some infamous Italian families and their fondness for Salami weekends. At this point, the tears flowed and the mascara ran.

CONNIE: No wonder they have such a large family with their fondness for Salami weekends.

Dear readers, we haven't finished yet. Even the quiz ended in apoplexy. Question 16 asked us to name the sport of a former 1984 Olympic Australian champion at which point one of our Brunch club guests answered 'Sailing. He was an old root of mine.'

No more to say. A Brunch club like no other. 4-5 Golden Eggs from everyone for the conversation alone. Who cares about the cafe, which by the way was excellent.