Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Fruit Cup at Batch

If I keep scoffing down eggs, bacon, toast and hollandaise at current rates then it's only a matter of time before you see me on The Biggest Loser. So this morning I decided to try breakfast-lite, in the form of a dainty little fruit cup at Batch Espresso, in the Carlisle Street strip. It sounded better than it tasted: fresh fruit suspended in a glass of ginger-beer jelly, with a splodge of honeyed ricotta on the side. It wasn't bad. But it wasn't in the same league as the Batch Hash with cornichons.


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