SundayShenanigans! I am always the happiest when donning my double-S-cape and gliding into new-found divinity!
And with that, this fine Sunday we worship Chez Dee.
And fine it is. I am always part-excited part-curious and part-tentative at the impending reception of my initial visit anywhere. Sometimes a review-glow is quickly tainted by real-life experience. I needn’t have worried ━ it is VIP all the way, and I suspect everyone gets this treatment (from what I’d read, a personal recommendation and just observing everyone and everything, over the few hours that we sojourn!)
One step in – onto the quaint entrance-terrace – and Byron has us covered! A smile & greeting beautifully wrapped up in a warm welcome, and instantly I feel I am in for a treat; I have to say in advance that I am just not prepared for such an ensuing treat! I knew I loved all-things-French (real or fashioned!) for a reason!
Chez Dee is indeed a capsule of deliciousness – literally and figuratively. The entrance is divided into twin-terraces (heated!) and as you venture indoors, your subsequent ‘bienvenue’ is mini-market freshness on your left – hello herbs, fruit, veg and, today, a delightful colour-burst of Poppies.
Once inside, it’s French-Shop-Chic all the way, with goodies on which to feast your eyes or splash your cash…or both if you so wish! I linger a little before I take a couple of steps down to the communal heart (big fat French farm table ahoy!) and of course that aforementioned literal magic ━ I need to finish up my tour so that I can wrap my taste buds around some morning nectar et al!
Everyone is super friendly ━ BaristaBoy is mid-action, and still he meets my curious eyes with a smile and a wave+hello. Byron, once more is suitably “plated” as he whisks past, a smile not far behind. And then there’s lovely Nikki, who is our other wait-person ━ so sweet and genuinely interested and helpful. Nikki manages the shop during the week, but helps out in the cafe over the busy weekends. She is wearing vintage denim, and is a GrammarGuru çomme moi. In short, a girl after my own heart. You should totally visit her in the shop and buy up big – there is something for everyone. And you’ll be done in one hit and months before Christmas…win-win!
Next, it’s onwards and UPwards to The Moroccan Room, and final terrace to complete the trio of outdoor chilling. Mini-Morocco indeed! It entices you to find your spot and stay ━ the terrace too, all colourful-pompom-trim cushions on which to rest your hardworking tush!
I could stay, but short of my husband thinking I’d been kidnapped (actually in reality, he’s likely thinking “she’s talking to someone or taking photos!!”) and my stomach churning out some hungry orchestral sounds, I dash back to coffee and…wait for it…the most divine baked eggs ━ ever. Hello Fourme d’Ambert, walnuts, fresh cream, and freshly shaved Manjimup truffles. Yum!
It’s not your usual firm-set baked eggs – the cream makes it more liquescent, and it’s a small serving, but for me it’s perfect. I’m never super hungry at breakfast so it hits the spot. Even so, if you are a big-breakfast-eater…and a cheese, egg and truffle lover, I still highly recommend it, perhaps as a breakfast ‘starter’?! wink
Mario indulges in the porridge with cinnamon and honey as well as the fruit and yoghurt bowl.
There are other choices ━ just listen as your waiter recites the menu like verse – love! Or check out the chalkboard and the glass cabinet of goodies, sweet and savoury. I want to go back when I am h.u.n.g.r.y so that I can wax lyrical about the other delicious offerings!
We take our second coffee on the upstairs terrace with rugs ━ which Nikki kindly brings up; We are way too kick-back to leave just yet! And eventually we find our way to the corner-enclosed daybed inside – like kiddies in a Wendy house!!
Did I wish we had arranged to meet friends for afternoon drinks? Oh, yes! It’s simply that kind of place. And thankfully we can now do what the Europeans have been doing for years ━ getting their breakfast, lunch, afternoon snack, evening drinks, dinner-hit at the same establishment; It helps too that the different spaces allow for this gradual movement from one to another.
And if I said this corner was in The Cross, would you gawp?!
Well, it is. Taking over the former Tonic’s heart ━ hello memories of drinks & live music downstairs, and private birthday celebrations upstairs! ━ and doing the neighbourhood proud.
62 Kellett Street Potts Point NSW 2011
(02) 8354 1544
Byron and his partner Nick are part-owners of Chez Dee.
Chez Dee is the brainchild of Denise (hence the name people! lol) who, incidentally, is the former owner of Tonic!
Ahhh…what a sweet transition for all.