Spoil yourself and throw caution to the wind peckish.
Yes, that’s the one.
Well this was exactly how Hubby and I were feeling one grey, groggy morning. So off we drove to our favourite seaside town, Sidmouth. We had brunch on the brain and nothing else would do.
Now anyone who has a baby and dog will understand it takes military planning to get out the house so we knew we were pushing it to make it on time for last brunch orders but we struck gold that day when we stumbled upon a hidden gem we’d never been to before, The Loft.
Hidden between two un assuming shops, lurking like a private member’s club. Like Sidmouth’s very own Platform 9 3/4, blink and you’ll miss it. Yet there’s no reason why it should be hidden away.
We climbed the stairs to be greeted by a helpful, cheery chap who, on hearing our pleas for brunch, checked with the chief and obliged.
Now I’m not sure at this point, whether to begin by describing the meal or the decor as both were simply fab. While we checked out the menu and tried to hold conversation, our gaze kept falling on our quirky surroundings.
From the Lyle’s Treacle cutlery holders, to the vintage Women’s Own magazines, there’ plenty of conversation starters. Even our bill came served in an old sweet tin hidden with jelly beans. Who
A friendly chat with the owner, we found out that all their food is locally sourced, which is reflected in the taste. After 9 months of ‘no runny egg hell’ I opted for Eggs Royal and wasn’t disappointed at all, it was almost worth the pregnancy induced extended wait. Hubby and Tween ordered their man and mini man brunches and weren’t disappointed.
But you know what makes a restaurant trip all the more special?
For me, it’s the welcome.
We left that morning with warm glows and full bellies, knowing we’d return.
I received no incentive for this review, it was just a really nice meal that I wanted to share! See for your self click here