EAT: BORN IN BRUNSWICK, NORTH HOBART

Tassie would probably be one of the last places where I’d expect a tastebud-blowing brunch feed but it looks like I was wrong. Although, with a name like Born in Brunswick, I should have known better! The name of the cafe a homage to chef Con Vailas’ time in Melbourne.

As it turns out, our brunch here was not only a dining highlight of our weekend away in Hobart but also one of my most memorable brunch experiences to date. I’ve said this in a recent post but brunch has very much become same old, same old. Which is mostly fine given that many of the typical brunch offerings are enjoyable to eat anyway, but some variation is also nice. At Born in Brunswick, dishes were far, FAR, outside of the box, and there was actually much excitement felt as our tastebuds navigated through the unfamiliar but 100% delicious flavourscapes of each dish. Fancy a breakfast croissant? Move over eggs and bacon, ham and cheese, cheese and tomato… enter tender, smoked wallaby and wattleseed with fragrant black garlic. The use of native ingredients is further highlighted in their goats cheddar and winter greens omelette, featuring a macadamia and nettle pesto and pepper berry, served on fresh sourdough. Three for three, the crispy and crumbed potato & pecorino hash, served with celeriac, black sesame remoulade and smoked creme fraiche, was also another standout dish and perhaps my favourite out of the lot. Just.

Born in Brunswick is a MUST visit. I wouldn’t put it past future me to plan another trip to Hobart around revisiting the cafe… it’s THAT good.