When I woke up this morning, I had French toast on my mind. Not eggy bread but proper French toast, with crispy bacon and a little pot of maple syrup on the side. And with that we set out in search of a weekend breakfast.
We debated a little about where we should find this. Having floated the idea of The Ivy and been thoroughly mocked (it’s going to take a lot to go back there) we decided on Forte Kitchen on Parchment Street. We probably have only been there once and about 18 months ago, but had good recollections so off we went.
First thing is that Forte is up a set of steep steps, so if you’ve got buggies or people with mobility issues, this really isn’t an option. Which is a shame, as it is a good option and pretty popular. It was busy when we arrived, no queues but they were turning over tables quickly. Not that it felt like anyone was being rushed which is important. Mix of ages in there and though busy was not too crowded in terms of packing in tables. Good set up. Probably the lack of buggies helped.
This place had a mix of newspapers on offer to read through while you waited. I really like that in a breakfast place. (Though one time I completed the crossword in one of those newspapers in another cafe then had a rather heated conversation with a regular who came in everyday in order to do that crossword and he was not impressed I had beaten him to it).
Saw they had Bloody Mary on the menu so for the sake of this blog and any others who are interested in finding Bloody Mary’s in Winchester, I ordered one. When it arrived it was definitley the number of ice cubes I like and was getting towards the depth of colour. No celery stalk, but flavour of celery salt coming through and a nice spice. I liked it. Though I do prefer it with ‘bits’ in. You know cracked pepper, shavings of horseradish oh and a capful of martini rosso. It was a good effort, but I’ll keep hunting for the perfect one.
Other half had an Americano, which he said was fine, though he would have liked to have been offered hot milk. Primadonna. I also had a flat white – I really like oat milk, but they only had soya and almond as alternatives. People need to get with the oat milk – it’s proper lush!
Breakfast arrived. And boy was I happy. The bacon was still foaming slightly. The french toast was light and perfect and I really really really really like the fact that the maple syrup came separately so I could control the amount of syrup. I hate it when someone else has drowned my breakfast for me. Perfect amount and completely fulfilled my craving.
Other half had smoked salmon and scrambled eggs. After the shoddy scrambled eggs at Brasseries Blanc last week, these were a welcome relief. Light and fluffy and buttery. As they should be! A generous size piece of granary. And generous portion of smoked
salmon. I didn’t try the salmon, but thought it looked a bit overly pink for me. Bit of fresh lemon for squeezing over the top to cut through the saltiness.
So for all of this £27. And I would say well worth it seeing as £7 of that was on my breakfast cocktail. I would highly recommend a trip into Forte for breakfast – really nice place, great service, great food and nice mix of menu options if you want to go more healthy or less plus an almost there Bloody Mary.