Perhaps it is something in the name of this restaurant that I really connect with.
Or maybe it is the feeling of calm that passes over you when walk through the serene indoor/outdoor seating area and into the beautifully simplistic rustic dining room.
Whatever it is, Eveleigh had me at hello, and sealed the deal with the Spelt Hot Cakes with burnt sugared apricots.
I have now officially found my new favorite breakfast spot and am resolved to return for more- including dinner and drinks- again, and again, and again, and again….
I guess True Love really can come from a french press.