Small, dark, nondescript doors that lead to a staircase are generally mysterious in either an exciting or a foreboding kind of way.
Maybe it was all the black paint, or maybe it was because it was next to a topless bar (you know the one), but when I got to the entrance of Greenglass, I felt a little apprehensive.
There was the promise of good food though, so upstairs I went.
Let's see what was inside.
Maybe it was all the black paint, or maybe it was because it was next to a topless bar (you know the one), but when I got to the entrance of Greenglass, I felt a little apprehensive.
There was the promise of good food though, so upstairs I went.
Let's see what was inside.
I'd like to say something poetic like, 'up the dimly lit staircase unfurled a room full of sunshine'. However, there were still a couple of black rooms to walk through. They had lovely furnishings, but the walls were black, and I was still slightly unsure as to where I was.
Once I arrived though, I knew I had indeed arrived.
The main dining area of Greenglass was a long, exposed whitewashed brick room which was filled with the natural light I was hoping for, and even overlooked a bit of greenery out the back. It felt like I'd stumbled into a little bit of France.
There was a single, simple wooden shelf on the back wall, showcasing that after 5pm, Greenglass was known as a destination wine bar.
I was here at 8am though, so breakfast it was.
Lunch and dinner are also served here for those who operate more on the other side of the clock.
Once I arrived though, I knew I had indeed arrived.
The main dining area of Greenglass was a long, exposed whitewashed brick room which was filled with the natural light I was hoping for, and even overlooked a bit of greenery out the back. It felt like I'd stumbled into a little bit of France.
There was a single, simple wooden shelf on the back wall, showcasing that after 5pm, Greenglass was known as a destination wine bar.
I was here at 8am though, so breakfast it was.
Lunch and dinner are also served here for those who operate more on the other side of the clock.
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The breakfast menu was small but thoughtfully crafted and it was a difficult choice from items including Panna Cotta with Summer Fruits and Cookies, a House Made Almond Croissant with Chocolate, Candied Almonds and Chantilly Cream or an Avocado Bowl with Toast Pieces.
In the end I had none of these, but instead went for the "Oeuf a la Croque", or in English: dippy eggs.
These were no regular dippy eggs though. These were the best freakin' dippy eggs you've ever seen. Big call in the egg world, I know.
The two soft boiled eggs were cooked to absolute perfection and each egg was topped with both salmon roe and flowers. To accompany such gourmet eggs the toast soldiers needed to be something special too, and they were.
Salmon, nori and dill butter made for a ridiculously tasty filling inside each toasted soldier sandwich. The saltiness of the salmon and salmon roe perfectly complimented the runny egg yolk, and the nori added some lovely minerality to each mouthful.
Coffee was on point as well. No complaints here.
On the bar was a glass case of house made sweet treats which further emphasised the Frenchness of Greenglass. Vanilla madelines and chocolate, rose meringues meant that paying for the bill would have to be a bit more than anticipated, because it was impossible to walk past these baked delights.
In the end I had none of these, but instead went for the "Oeuf a la Croque", or in English: dippy eggs.
These were no regular dippy eggs though. These were the best freakin' dippy eggs you've ever seen. Big call in the egg world, I know.
The two soft boiled eggs were cooked to absolute perfection and each egg was topped with both salmon roe and flowers. To accompany such gourmet eggs the toast soldiers needed to be something special too, and they were.
Salmon, nori and dill butter made for a ridiculously tasty filling inside each toasted soldier sandwich. The saltiness of the salmon and salmon roe perfectly complimented the runny egg yolk, and the nori added some lovely minerality to each mouthful.
Coffee was on point as well. No complaints here.
On the bar was a glass case of house made sweet treats which further emphasised the Frenchness of Greenglass. Vanilla madelines and chocolate, rose meringues meant that paying for the bill would have to be a bit more than anticipated, because it was impossible to walk past these baked delights.
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It's a bit of a labyrinthine journey to get to Greenglass but if you're after some of the best French food in Brisbane, you will be rewarded for stepping through this narrow doorway.
