In the heart of the hip NQ Evelyn’s serve breakfast through to evening meals of small plates, with a cocktail bar in the basement. We had brunch at Evelyn’s a few Sundays ago, and I have been dreaming of their poached egg ever since.
We made a reservation but arrived a little bit earlier and got offered the window seat. The view wasn’t the best but the selection of newspapers and books scattered around kept us entertained us between ordering and eating.
Evelyn’s breakfast menu is concise and full of choice. Tried and tested favourites such as pancakes with blueberries and honeycomb butter (they looked and smelt amazing), sit along side few delicious sounding wildcards – kedgeree, smoked haddock, with poached egg and shallots, anyone?
I was very tempted by the shakshuka but chose the avocado, poached egg, seeds, avo oil, sourdough with an extra poached egg because that is how I roll. I also ordered a tea with soy milk. Jon went for moroccan mushrooms, apricot couscous, chickpeas, cinnamon, poached egg, sumac.
Evelyn’s know how to poach an egg. Thick, firm egg whites with a gooey yolk that spilled out over the sourdough bread. It was perfect and one of the best we’ve both had in long time.
Our brunch was fresh, delicious and light but filled us up for a day after exploring Manchester before a gig. I’m glad we made a reservation because it was busy with a large group celebrating, as well as regular Sunday brunchers. There’s also a cocktail bar called Daisy downstairs which I’d love to check out at some point but when I return to Evelyn’s, it’s all about the poached egg.