A sugary-butter smell wafting through the air welcomed us that morning of May 31. It reminded of this scenario back home when I would go down the stairs from my room and head straight to the freshly-made pancakes every morning; almost 15 years ago. Maybe that’s the reason why I’ve always been a breakfast person. Not that I can eat breakky all day but that kind of person who wouldn’t let herself start the day without having a delightful one.
Bf snapped me back to the present by asking me what would I have for breakfast. I scanned Rustic Mornings menu thoroughly and after a few minutes came up with a list. Yes, a list. Because I was already starving at that moment. 🙂
While I blissfully munched my food, my eyes wandered around. Rustic Mornings is set in a lush green garden, decorated with what seemed like a mixed and matched vintage pieces such as repurposed coloured bottles, potted plants, wood tables, burlap tablecloths and shells that were sewn together that makes a perfect garden curtain. There were blossoming flowers everywhere. Everything was just in place and harmoniously blended with each other. A proof that there is an undeniable beauty in simplicity. I wouldn’t mind coming back as long as I have leisure time.
It might have been packed with people chattering all at the same time but there is this feeling of solitude that you’d instantly feel comfortable upon sitting.