Posts tagged ‘Brunch’
One of the funniest commentaries I read on le Pain Quotidien, was a diner which missed the post office which used to be in the same spot at the Roemerhof… Ouch! I head over there and the first thing which did miff me a tad, was when I wasn’t given the WiFi password, since this was a place to make people calm down. Seems like a place my mother would enjoy… The clou at LPQ is really that they make fresh bread onsite which you can also buy just like if it was a small bakery. The corporate designers did a pretty decent job, the inside is full of lightly colored wood and gives it a comfortable-in-the-IKEA-kind-of-way feeling. I order the scandinavian brunch, which is assorted breads, salmon wrap, terrine, shrimp, meat, cheese and a poached egg. The serving is quite generous, just the bread basket alone carries a croissant, dark bread, Zopf and some baguette. After eating here I can safely say that it beats the culinary offering of the aforementioned post office. However in a place like this the star should be the bread and it wasn’t. The Zopf or especially with this name here the baguette should knock me off my feet. Crunchy, hard crust on the outside and an incredible fluffy and distinct tasting interior is what I’d be excpecting, possibly still slightly warm from the oven it was baked in. But it’s like a german industrial bakery with an attached Selbstbedienung shop, yes it’s bread, it’s just not very good. Other gripes included the mealy shrimp, underwhelming non-runny Reblochon, the advertised wrap was actually two small slices and the egg was hard instead of runny on the inside. Keeping in mind all the food issues there was one last touch which struck me odd. Looking and listening around the dining room, the crowd is rather international (not much swiss german spoken), hence a place like this could also have been in Singapore, Dresden or Seattle, it just felt a tad soulless. Prices:
I headed for a quick brunch at the Limmathof. The first thing I noticed was that the waiter seemed a little quirky. I order off the a la carte menu and lean back with my newspaper. Standard breakfast, some eggs, bacon and the mandatory Ovomaltine (Ovaltine). Nothing to complain and nothing to get excited about, decent breakfast, decent prices. Only when the waiter drops off the bill together with a pamphlet that the place offers jobs for mentally challenged youths did I understand my initial feeling. But to be fair service was friendly, quick and attentive. Prices:
Dini Mueter on Langstrasse rocks. After a rough evening I landed here for some breakfast and looking at the menu I got excited. On Saturday and Sunday they carry a breakfast dish called “Dini Mueter”, which is swiss german for your mother and is used in a football chant to imply to non FCZ supporters that she’s working in the adult entertainment industry on Langstrasse… Nevertheless they call out Dini Mueter as an Eggs Benedict dish. Now purists will argue that with the spinach thrown in, it’s neither Eggs Benedict nor Eggs Florentine, but at the end of the day as long as it’s delicious I don’t care. Free range, organic, poached eggs, served over toast, sauce hollandaise, bacon and some spinach – what else do you need for a breakfast ? Ovomaltine…
One small downside – the croissants on Sundays are horrible. Not a light and fluffy affair but a lumpy, doughy, heavy concotion halfmoonshape.
Nice place – we’ll be back – prices:
Sunday looking for a not so healthy brunch – McGees next to the train station in Wiedikon fits the bill. Looking at the brunch menu I ordered Eggs Benedict with hash brown. Fresh Orange Juice was no longer available, but at least the waiter was nice enough to point that out. Still this was one of the worst breakfast I ever had. The eggs were cold, the sauce hollandaise some kind of just-add-water-to-prepare concoction, the bacon limp and the hash brown like a mediocre roeschti. The key to happiness at McGees is to stick to the Guiness. Prices:
The Piazza at the Idaplatz has great outdoor seating and makes you feel like somewhere else than Zurich. The place is obviously packed on a Sunday morning, so showing up before 10:30 gives you a competitive advantage. The big brunch includes bread, jams, orange juice, a coffee, scrambled eggs with bacon, birchermuesli, cheese and a bit of mystery meat (probably turkey ham or comparable). The birchermuesli stood out while the scrambled eggs were average, but then again that doesn’t really matter in this location. Not bad was the pancake, to give it the real american touch, more maple syrup would have been necessary. A large brunch costs 24 CHF, the pancake 8 CHF.
Screw fancy brunch places Hubertus Temporary just moved up to my number one spot. The food is simple and plain (Omlette at Nordbrücke is still the best) but the place with its atmosphere and ambiente is unbeatable. The event is called Tiffany’s & Hubertus and essentially is eat while a trendy looking lady spins the turntables. Reading the newspaper, sitting in old, days-gone-by sofas, listening to Motown, Johnny Cash and other long and tried classics – is there a better way to start a Sunday ? Pay 20 CHF to become a member, since this is a “private” venue and 10 CHF for the breakfast.
I reserved a table at the Riva for Brunch. We arrived and since the weather was beautiful I approached the wait staff and asked if I could dine outside. The waitresses fearfully looked at the boss, a stereotypical non-swiss, yet german native language speaker. He mumbled something, which upon asking what he said meant “Brunch. Inside.”. My remark that we’ll carry our plates from the buffet inside to the tables outside, led to a weird statement about exceeding his brunch capacity. It might be his buffet but it is my money, so I decided to leave and headed to the Rote Fabrik, to brunch at Ziegel Oh Lac. The key here is to arrive before 11:30, grab a nice table outside (shade, no shade, sun shade) and send someone inside to order at the buffet (remember your table number). Drinks you carry out yourself, food will be brought to your table. The crew is very friendly the vibe of the place is alternative as you’d expect at the Rote Fabrik. Food is good and mostly organic. Negative was the graham bread on the small breakfast plate (instead of two pieces of Zopf) and that I was given Caotina instead of the Ovomaltine which I’d asked for. If I order a Coke I don’t want Pepsi. 12 CHF for the small breakfast plate (incl a drink) and 14 CHF for scrambled eggs with bacon on toast is a very good deal. Certainly the guy from the Riva could learn a thing about how to run a business from the Collective organisation at the Ziegel oh Lac….
Have you ever missed the times, where you’ve stumbled across a place and it was yours? Never full enough to warrant a reservation, but still sufficently packed to give you the impression it was busy. Zum guten Glueck used to be such a place located on Weststrasse. The influx of immigrants from a bigger country in the north with a government and tax system which encourages drinking beer on your subsidied couch are making these places fewer and fewer. Zum Guten Glück specialises on Crepes, obviously filled with different ingredients. The restaurant is split up into two sections – smoking and non. You place your order at the bar and they’ll serve you your food at your table. I was pleasantly surprised about the prices. I had a nice crepe with proscuitto and horseradish cream, salty and spicy, it went well with the Ovomaltine. I’m not sure what type of milk they used, but it wasn’t the regular UHT low fat, skimmed milk. It was a real nice and creamy milk making it a lovely Ovomaltine. I followed with a breakfast plate, nothing special, except that it was cheap. You get a nice decent breakfast here at low prices. We paid 42 CHF for 2 Crepe, 1 breakfast plate, 1 Ovomaltine, 1 Espresso and a coffee.
I should have known and I should have stayed away from the Triibhuus. In the middle of nowhere, on the outskirts of Zurich is this gem of event dining. I had reserved a table for two for sunday brunch a couple of days in advance, because I got suckered into believing eating among plants in a greenhouse is a great idea. We showed up at the entrance and stood by a sign asking us to wait until we were seated. A couple of minutes no one seemed interested in us and more guests started to show up behind us. Being the unfearing man of action that I am, I set out to hunt down a waiter and found one, who told me the manager would be right with us. Finally someone shows up and walks towards us. After me smiling at him friendly and telling him how grateful I was that he’d found some time for us, he just look at me with big eyes, started to act surprised and asked if we had been waiting for a long time…. Idiot. Seated at a table we waited again for someone to show up and explain us the deal. Some waving finally did the trick. He explained us that it’s a buffet affair and that he’d bring us some drinks. We ordered a coffee and an espresso, I was informed that an espresso is charged extra. No idea why, but it all fits into the picture. We headed to the buffet and it was a joke. Big and lots of stuff but nothing exciting. Bread, croissant, jam, meat, eggs, taboule, mussels (…), fruit virtually everything was available, but Zopf was missing. The biggest joke was the guy making fried eggs sunny side up. I’m guessing he’s an auto mechanic by training. The only cooking he’s used to doing, is the one where he sits at the table while his mother stirs in the pan. Greasy, undercooked, sloppy eggs and he wasn’t even able to handle two pans at once. Where I got really suspicious, was when the guy started opening oysters and tricking fat and unwieldly buffet brunchers into eating them. After seeing the mussels on display, which screamed dubious leftovers reused, I decided to pass on the oysters. Fresh high quality seafood in a landlocked country on a 45 CHF all you can eat buffet is not possible. To top it all off, the 4 CHF espresso was absolutly disgusting. This is a horrible place – a not so well oiled machine to get my money without delivering any value. I was suprised to see how full it was, even though it qualifies as a total rip-off. This is the first time in a long time – where I paid with exact change:
So it’s Saturday and it’s raining what better thing to do than grab a nice breakfast at noon time. I’ve meant to go to the Berner Da Noi a couple of times, but unfortunately they are closed on Sundays. It’s sort of a weird mix between a trendy and a family place. Not so trendy and a bit more on the family side, since they have a no smoking policy. Anway the name is rumantsch for Chez Nous, my first impression was that it was a fancy Vietnamese place, but I was wrong. They make a great breakfast. I opted for toasted Zopf (the traditional soft bread served on Sundays in Switzerland) with ham and 2 fried eggs sunny side up on top. Toasting Zopf was a novelty for me and I loved it. There’s not much you can screw up with bread, ham and eggs and they didn’t. The truly amazing part was the Zopf, which is supplied from the bakery Berner just two houses down the road. Excellent place for grabbing breakfast, the only thing I don’t get is, why someone would have a bar in a non-smoking establishment, a short look around the place showed, that I wasn’t the only one not grasping the concept. Still probably a very good place if you have children. Even big one’s since the Ovomaltine is excellent. Financials: