At Comfort at My Table, the weekend breakfast rush borders on the ridiculous. Come Saturday and/or Sunday morning and folks are lining up at the door, eager for brekkies like the one-pan fry-up (cheese kransky, bacon, roasted chats, thyme mushrooms, one fried egg, spinach, cranberry and thyme relish, seeded mustard with toasted rye) and Nim's eggs (poached eggs, bacon, pesto, banana chutney and roast tomato).
As such, reservations are strongly recommended, though staff do their best to accommodate those who haven’t booked ahead. If you are especially committed, you can leave your phone number and wait for a call if and when a space opens up.
However, if you want to avoid the hassle and possible disappointment, Comfort at My Table is also open for weekday lunch. The current lunch menu is light and fresh (with plenty of gluten free and vego options) and just happens to showcase the versatility of the humble pear: Comfort salad (rocket, pear, Danish fetta, red onion, candied walnuts, avocado, maple & lemon vinaigrette, toasted sourdough); Ploughmans (thick sliced corned silverside, cheddar cheese, pear, cauliflower pickle, salad greens and toasted rye) and pork papperdelle (pork and currant ragu, rocket, pear and parmesan).
The place is not as rustic as the name may cause you to imagine, but it is pretty as a picture nonetheless. A deli cabinet of assorted cakes (including an absolutely enormous banoffee pie) takes pride of place, flying ceramic ducks and colourful prints decorate the pastel-painted walls, floral pennants are draped across benches, and the counter is festooned with bunches of fresh flowers and rows of jarred chutney. The background music isn't bad either.