Week 21: Highgate Hill to Café Anesis, Yeronga (16km, 1hr 50min)

Cafe Anesis

However tempting it is to sleep in, a public commitment and the threat of Bronwyn arriving on the door step, were the motivation I needed to get out of bed in the cold and dark today.  Despite curtailing my wine intake and retiring at a reasonable hour, I was a little weary, having kept one ear open for the nocturnal returns of my chicks after their respective night time activities. Now I appreciate all those attentive years from my parent’s perspective.  “Is that you?”, would come the voice from the dark, noting my tip-toeing entrances (Usually it was my Mum. Perhaps fathers are more pragmatic and recognise the futility of staying awake?). Little did I understand that a parent’s slumber is never truly sound until everyone is home safely.
There were no speed records this morning.  It’s taken me all week to recover from my efforts last weekend. Bronwyn and I enjoyed a good catch up, while leaving some reserve to cheer on the Queensland Firebirds going up against the Sydney Swifts today.

The Husband gave us a 15 minute handicap and was left reviving himself with coffee.  We followed some familiar territory to the top of the Eleanor Schonell Bridge.  The sun was starting to rise as we took a left turn on the river and followed the path, looping through the University of Queensland, past the student residences.  All was quiet on Sir William Macgregor Drive onto the Esplanade. We took a left fork onto a bush trail, for an enjoyable kilometre stretch of the river to Meiers Road.  We followed Harts road and over the Indooroopilly Bridge, then back along the river towards the Tennyson Tennis Centre.  From the tennis centre, we made our way, as the crow flies, to our breakfast destination.
Anesis Café is on the corner of Kingsley Parade and Ellesmere Street.  I have noticed this Café in my previous ramblings, as well patronised and conveniently open for the early morning exerciser.  The warmth inside and cosy lounges was a welcome respite from the brisk morning air.  Bronwyn and I both ordered the Huevos Flamencos: Homemade baked beans, chorizo, and soft eggs, topped with crumbles of feta and Ciabatta. The meal was heart-warming and delicious but could come with a garlic warning!  I am confident in my current level of protection from the plague and too much attention.  The Husband enjoyed his simple and tasty, bacon and scrambled eggs.  This café is self-deprecating with orders taken at the counter and serve-yourself water; the meals are robust in flavour and value-for-money; and the accompanying coffees were perfect.  This is good food at the right price and is a nice reminder that the “keeping it simple” philosophy always has a place in the BOTR meanderings.

Huevos Flamenco

Bacon and eggs