Friday, 27 July 2012

Brunswick House Cafe, Vauxhall: Cafe of the Week


Brunswick House

How to describe Brunswick House Cafe? Here's a stab: village hall teleported  to Vauxhall roundabout and given an urban edge. With brunch.

This English eccentric cafe is the only Georgian building on its patch - the unlovely surrounds of Vauxhall bus station and new-build yuppie flats on the Thames' edge, which tower over Brunswick House. You have to cross several perilous lanes of traffic to even get to the cafe, ducking and diving buses like a Dodgeball training exercise.

But the life-threatening traffic dodging is worth it as Brunswick House is a gem. The building is owned by architectural salvage firm Lassco, so as well as the cafe there are three storeys of treasures to admire, stroke and rifle through - chandeliers, reclaimed furniture and floorboards, wooden letters and antique doorknobs. All at central London prices of course (I could just about have stretched to a doorknob.)

Brunswick House Cafe

Brunswick House Cafe is on the ground floor. The decor is a hotch-potch of 50s Americana, church-hall fire sale and assorted Victoriana. And it totally works. The larger, industrial features stop the garlands of bunting looking too cutesy, while the stage at the back of the room adds an endearing touch - it feels as though an am dram group might run on in doublets at any moment.

The brunch menu is short but inventive. There's a Dexter meatball sub, waffles and strawberries with a pool of chocolate sauce, and a smoked salmon and courgette frittata with radish salad. I opt for roast tomatoes and aioli on toast with bacon. So simple, but deliciously effective...

aioli and slow-roast tomatoes on toast, Brunswick House

A thick slice of sourdough is topped with creamy and potent aioli. It'd never occurred to me to put aioli on toast before but it's a winner, especially with the garlic off-set by sweet slow-roast tomatoes, crisp bacon and a tangle of watercress.

Salt beef with dripping toast, Brunswick House

Chloe's salt beef with dripping toast, cheese, pickles and mustard is essentially a deconstructed Reuben sandwich. With the thickest, tenderest slab of salt beef you've ever seen.

Sourdough doughnut, Brunswick House Cafe


Best of all? There's pudding. In our case, a warm sourdough doughnut with apricot compote and creme fraiche. The sour dough and lightest dusting of sugar mean it's actually not too sweet, especially with the tangy apricot and slight sourness of the creme fraiche. Like everything else at Brunswick House cafe it's original, unexpected and executed with style. 

Brunswick House Cafe, 30 Wandsworth Road, Vauxhall London SW8 2LG

5 comments:

Chloe said...

Damn. You've brought the memory of that doughnut right back to me! I just wish I had the metabolism to eat one for breakfast every day...

Lizzie Mabbott said...

That doughnut, at first glance looks like a bun stuffed with a dribbly egg! It all looks gorgeous; especially that salt beef.

Katy Salter @ Pinch of Salt said...

Lizzie - ha! So true. My mate Dave said 'is that a doughnut with an egg and some marmalade in it?'

Chloe - I know, definitely one for an occasional treat only, alas.

Marina@Picnic at Marina said...

I want some of that beef, so good! :) I made another polenta cake, come see it! :)

Asmita said...

Wow,
That doughnut looks so inviting! I wish I could have it!

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