Peter Rabbit is a naughty bunny who trespasses on private property, eats other people's food and loses his clothes - all acceptable activities for an anthropomorphic rabbit, but less so in a communal dining space. Mr McGregor, a farmer who finds that his hard-earned crops have been consumed by a greedy rabbit, uses said clothes on a scarecrow as a warning to the others.
I assure you there is a low likelihood that this sequence of events will befall you at this cosy garden cafe on Hindley Street.
The entrance caught me by surprise as I walked through the urban centre on a lazy Saturday morning. Suddenly, the little garden on the corner and the sounds of food, music and cutlery. Although crowded at this time of day, there were plenty of seating options - including a recycled barrel where we found ourselves on this occasion. Sadly it was raining on the day of our visit and outdoors was not an option.
The decor might fall under the category of "farmhouse-chic" - all about the natural light, indoor plants and natural wood. We found ourselves sitting by an upturned barrel - which is all fun and games until you need somewhere to put your bag.
The is an all-day breakfast menu - a standard inclusion these days for any brunch cafe worth its salt. You have an option of your standard fruit toast, eggs your way and granola.
Power/Poke/Health Bowls are having their hay-day in the brunch world at the moment and I am not complaining. I love that a couple of pickled and fresh vegetables, rice, well-seasoned protein and a "crunchy element" (in the words of Masterchef-ers everywhere) can make a damn good meal. The Rabbit Bowl was no exception - tuna sashimi, pickled cabbage, miso edamame, apples and nori.
My dining companion was sold on the breaky roll almost as soon as she laid eyes on it - beef sausage, fried egg, cheddar, lettuce and house BBQ sauce, and was not disappointed. One can only assume that Ms Potter would have approved of the plate it came on.