Along the Durbanville road filled with names such as Hillcrest, Bloemendal, Cassia, my friend is driving and our two kids (her boy and my daughter off course) are chattering away in the back seat, comparing some or other toy and trying to sneak sweets before breakfast.
My friend says she never drives this way; keep an eye out for the sign: Klein Roostuin. We see the sign at once, something about breakfast and coffee with a rose stuck on the corner of the blackboard sign: “That must be it!” As we drive over the gravel path and find a parking spot, we see a sign: “Ruby restaurant closed on Mondays” My daughter stares at it and says: “Well, I guess no one likes Mondays huh?” The hungry anticipation filling the car lifts as we all bust out laughing.
Walking up the dainty and cute path framed with lavender, pollinating butterflies, and thick fleshy dark green mint leaves I am met with the rustic beauty of a really small restaurant. The outside eating area is big enough for 4-5 tables seating no more than 4 people each, and the inside of the restaurant is the size of a slightly generous bedroom, and crammed full with people.
I turn to “T” and say I always find it so fascinating that folks actually get up early just for a breakfast… personally? I would rather have cereal. Even if it is Cola flavoured (more on this later) so that I can sleep in… because my first love will always be sleep (off course)
She takes the special, the kids take an omelette and French toast respectively and I take the poached eggs. Dear. Lord. In. Heaven. I thought my mouth died and went to heaven. It is most likely, the very best breakfast I have ever had. The eggs had that dark orange yolk, the bread had that crisp edge, fresh smell, and soft inside that only breads baked in the olden days could have. I don’t know, like nothing is as real as that you know?
The staff were very friendly and helpful, but they were clearly not able to cope with the amount of people visiting their restaurant, service was slow and the wait for food was rather long. The waitress assured us that every Monday when they are closed they are renovating the kitchen, and making the place bigger, a little bit at a time. They sell those delicious farm breads, but the bread goes so quick, you have to specially order your bread the day before, so we lost out since we did not know we have to order in advance L
They had those fairy (delicious) shortbreads with every cup of hot beverage. I do not like cookies in general. I bought a packet…. And ate them all!
The décor was simple, but adorable, they had rusty ironwork outside, antique bric a brac inside, very old wooden furniture and the bathroom had clothing patterns on the door. I was delighted!
All in all, a great experience that I would recommend to anyone, just arrive prepared to wait while they haven’t finished their kitchen upgrade! I found the wait to be worth it though. Tranquil, beautiful!