I was THISCLOSE to purchasing these surf leggings.
I went for brunch at Two Birds One Stone in South Yarra with some friends on Sunday. It was predictably hipster, and was apparently too cool for a sign out front, because I stood there looking between my Google map and the front of the restaurant for at least 5 minutes before a friend finally rescued me from my awkwardness. But I mean, who decided it was a good idea to open a restaurant and then not identify it in any way? Seems counterintuitive to me, but what do I know? Anyway, I ordered the usual (avo and feta smash on toast). This version was particularly good:
I've come across a few articles that list the best avo toasts in Melbourne, and I'm thinking of compiling my own.
Sylvie ordered this amazing meal, I think fritters of some kind:
It's mandatory in our group of friends to finish every meal with a disproportionately large dessert, so we headed next door to Adriano Zumbo, which has to be one of the greatest dessert shops anywhere ever. This is not an exaggeration. I ordered the best chocolate cake I have ever tasted. I was also forced to order a macaroon to meet the credit card minimum of $10, which I wasn't that sad about.
It was the best and richest dessert in the world, and for the first time probably ever, I couldn't finish it! It pained me to leave this last bite on the plate, but I was one bite away from not being able to function, I-just-won-a-hotdog-eating-contest full.
Not only was the dessert amazing, the ambience was really cool:
So, I continue my semi-serious quest to eat every dessert in Melbourne. I'm making embarrassingly quick progress.