They dined on mince and slices of quince which they ate with a runcible spoon
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, They danced by the light of the moon
Edward Lear "The Owl and the Pussycat"
We asked ourselves what a runcible spoon was, or - more to the point - what does runcible mean? The wonders of modern technology allowed us to google as we sat down to brunch at the cafe of the same name. It turns out that is is a complex issue and there is a whole Wikipedia page dedicated to the answer. In short 'runcible' is a word made up by Edward Lear, which features in some of his most famous works.
I am not sure if this is what the owners of this joint had intended, but the hipster credentials of the place certainly suggest it may have crossed their minds. At the very least, I am sure they are responsible for a moderate increase in traffic to that particular Wikipedia page.
Runcible Spoon is a gem tucked away in Camperdown just far enough away from the hustle and bustle of Parramatta Rd. The seating is limited and predominantly outdoor (although shaded for the most part), but what it doesn't have in size it certainly makes up for in energy. This funky cafe is decorated with plants, wooden benches and bare cement giving it the perfect chilled Sunday vibe for brunch enthusiasts. Being a bit of a local secret, there was not much of a crowd so we could sit where we pleased.
We picked a table in the shade facing outwards so we were able to enjoy the beautiful autumn weather. Given the exposure to the elements, this may not be the place for freezing or wet days.
The menu has an Asian fusion flavour with the usual suspects of egg and bread combinations. Ordering is done with a table number at the counter so split bills are not an issue. I couldn't go past the Thai fried eggs (with pork belly) and my brunch partner ordered the potato rosti.
The drinks came out first and my friend felt that his latte, while tasty, had altogether more foam than any latte ought to lay claim to. On the other hand, I found my strawberry, lychee and mint frappe to be quite delicious, although perhaps a little too generous.
The wait for the food was not long and soon we were tucking into our breakfast. Both dishes were plated quite prettily and we both allowed a small pause to take some photos. Again, I found the serving size to be generous - honestly who eats 3 eggs, a bowl of rice and a serving of porkbelly in the one sitting? However, that is my sole complaint (if even it can be considered one) because the food itself was lovely. The fried eggs and pork belly served with this spicy, tangy sauce was just what the world of breakfast eggs needed. There was a little side salad of cabbage (which reminded me of a Japanese wafu salad) which nicely cut through the fattiness of the fried egg and pork belly. All of this sat on a bed of nicely seasoned tomatoes. My only regret is that it was all too big to finish, but it did mean that my brunch buddy had a chance to try some of the eggs, which was really a win all around.
Overall this was a lovely brunch which we topped off with a walk to the Newtown dog park to soak in some quality vitamin D while dog-watching.