The first time I ever tried a poached egg was at this quaint little café. Cooked on the outside, runny on the inside. Garnished with salt, pepper, and fresh herbs. Placed atop thick slices of toasted acme brand bread.
I have yet to poach an egg at home that tastes as good as the poached egg at Café Fanny. Maybe it is because of the whole experience of dining outside on wooden tables with a big bowl of milky, frothy coffee sitting next to me! I have a thing for holding a mug filled with hot liquid—it is just so comforting!
The homemade granola is famous! It will leave anyone satisfied for hours!
The whole motto of this café is to evoke an ideal reality where life and work are inseparable and the daily pace leaves time for afternoon leisure. Eating together nourishes the spirit as well as the body.
It really makes a difference to take the time to sit down and casually enjoy a meal—I feel more satiated and complete. My body tingles with good sensations when I know I have eaten a good meal with good company.