Looking for a tasty serving of eggs and toast? Or a bit more? Hoping our trials can help avoid your errors! My husband and I eat breakfast out each Thursday, our day off. We have moved to Salisbury from London, so now head out by foot into town or by car into the Wiltshire coutryside on the hunt for a Cafe (pronounced "caff"). We share our collected experiences, and keep you up to date with the new venues we discover each week. Here goes...

Saturday, July 19, 2014

Oxford Market starts the day!

Where to go for the day with the rellies to celebrate my daughter's 30th birthday?...Oxford!  Our first stop, after our two hour coach ride from London...Brown's Cafe in the Oxford Market.  No special view, personality, or atmosphere, but also no complaints.  

For England the cafe is young, started only 90 years ago. But the staff are friendly, and we enjoy our tea and pastries, adequately fortifying us for the city walking ahead. 

Ancient Oxford dazzles us, as always.  My nostalgia kicks in as I remember living here as a teenager, a young wide-eyed scholar.  Summer flowers abound.  We picnic beside the fields along the riverbank. 
Undergraduates flit here and there flapping in their gowns, their heads doused with foam, paint and whipping cream.  A graduation tradition we're informed. 

We climb towers, delve into crypts,browse at Blackwell's bookstore and enjoy a pub dinner.  Then it's time to catch our coach on the high street and snooze on the peaceful journey back to London.

Another wonderful Breakfast-in-Britain day!