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Published July 15th 2013
Suburban secret delivers quality to shout about
Nestled between the train tracks and houses of Hawthorn sits Adelaide's not-so-best-kept secret The Pantry on Egmont. On my first visit to The Pantry, we were asked to wait for 15 minutes to be seated as they were at full capacity. As I was sitting on the milk crates out the front of the cafe I fell in love. Finally there is a place in Adelaide that people want to wait for. In that 15 minutes I saw Adeladians come far and wide. Hip 20-somethings exclaiming "You have to try the Shakshouka eggs at this place", families getting babycinos on their weekend walk, and couples squeezing onto the bar at the window. This is the new cafe scene of Adelaide.
Once seated we were met with friendly service and a straightforward but enticing menu. As well as the breakfast essentials such as Russel's Big Breakfast there was smashed avocado, the aforementioned Shakshouka eggs and a French toast that was hard to turn down. Accompanying the menu were an impressive list of sides including grilled haloumi and house made chipotle chilli jam.
All in all The Pantry on Egmont creates a winning combination by putting a focus on good quality fair trade coffee and fresh, seasonal ingredients. Although small, The Pantry puts a sophisticated twist on Sunday breakfast and has garnered a dedicated following through word of mouth and diners that want to show their friends their culinary know how by taking them somewhere 'you've probably never heard of'.
The Pantry on Egmont is only open for breakfast and lunch but is available to be hired out for private dinner parties. They also host an array of fine dining degustation dinners on a first-come first-serve basis. The next event is called Winter Nights on the 27th of July and the menu is on their website now for anyone like me who likes to treat menus like movie trailers.
I really wanted to love the pantry. My first visit, after explaining my allergy to citrus fruits very carefully, they doused my eggs and bacon in lemon juice and olive oil mixed. The second time, they failed to deliver my pot of tea whilst everyone else had theirs. When I queried it, I was served a pot of tea which was inexplicably made with cold tap water. Since everyone else raves about the place, I have come to the conclusion they simply don't like me.