Food and Drink
Posted by Alexandra Spangaro
17. Apr, 2012
New York, one of the greatest cities in the world. Frank Sinatra wanted to be a part of it, and for as long as I can remember so have I. Unfortunately my current bank balance wouldn’t even get me a foot on a plane.
Luckily for me down Richmond way sits the New York Tomato. Fittingly positioned on the corner of New and York Streets – this is where the New York influences stop. It is run under the guidance of Scott McDonald, who also operates Fitzroy’s Min Lokal.
A beautiful sunny autumn morning was the perfect time to visit. Sitting in the semi-enclosed courtyard scattered with garden pots and greenery, it was like relaxing in a friend’s backyard.
Not feeling like a savoury start to the day I choose the Belgian Waffles ($16.50), with poached vanilla pears, rhubarb compote, hazelnut and honey labna with blueberry maple syrup. Served cold, the tanginess of the rhubarb compote cut the sweetness of the blueberry syrup while the labna added creaminess.
My breakfast buddy ordered the Bircher Muesli ($12.50), and loved the hint of coconut (thanks to being soaked in coconut milk.) While the Dench Sourdough with orange jam ($6.50) was enjoyable, the price seemed a bit rich for one small piece of toast.
Nevertheless, the setting and meal was more than agreeable. All aboard the New York Tomato express.
NEW YORK TOMATO
Cnr of New St and York St Richmond, 3121.
0459 721 321
Mon – Fri 7.30am-3.30pm
Sat – Sun 8.30am – 3pm
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