I always like to tell a little story before a discussion. The story usually involves me and I feel it adds that personal touch. Today’s review is all about the other side. No, this isn’t a brokeback moment. I’m talking the other side of the city. I don’t cross the river too often, partly because I’m a little lazy but mainly because there’s a different mindset one requires when venturing south of the CBD. I find St Kilda et al a little fake, both in attitude and appearance. Both in the people and in the places. The suburbs just don’t have that comfy-italian-driving-shoes feel that I get in Carlton, Brunswick, Fitzroy… the right side of the river. Maybe there just aren’t enough wogs on the streets?

MART 130
107a Canterbury Rd, Middle Park

I wasn’t sure what to expect when I drove down to Middle Park today. I was in unfamiliar territory (read: wrong side of the river) heading to a place which sounded bizarre when described to me (converted tram station). We have tram stops in Brunswick, but not stations. It could have sounded completely ridiculous except for the fact I’d heard the same story from several people. Things become less ridiculous upon multiple tellings. Sure enough, when I parked my gleaming car in Canterbury rd (washed especially for the river crossing so I’d fit in), there was the café, exactly as everyone had described it.
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There’s nothing more that us busy little bees like other than to go out for brekky on the weekend. That leisurely feeling that you don’t have to be anywhere, have no work to do and if you really want to, you can drink alcohol before midday without looking like a derelict. I realise this will be more of a Melbourne thing but hopefully, if any of our readers decide they have to visit Melbourne, this weekly guide will prove indespensible to those of you who savour a lazy brekky just like we do. And so here it is, the very first (cue dramatic music) Beezhouse Brekky Review.

Rathdowne Street Food Store
617 Rathdowne St, North Carlton

So I had a late night playing poker with the boys on last night. It’s so frustrating trying to play a serious game with people who are drunk and choose to play out of turn (posting blinds, calling in turn, shuffling cards properly and promptly). Rolling out of bed at 10:30am Sunday morning, I needed a recharge. I also wanted to explore areas of Melbourne I rarely visit. Rathdowne street is one such area. Mostly I use this street as a short cut to get home whilst avoiding the traffic of surrounding major roads. A quick phonecall to the Daydreamer and it was agreed we should meet at the Food Store (as it shall be known in this post).
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