Cafés in New Zealand

Reid's Store, sunshine and all New Zealand cafés still continue to surprise and delight me. A moist Spinach Risotto Cake at Reid’s Store during a break while driving to Nelson the morning after we arrived, eaten in bright sunshine outside on the decking was my re-introduction to café cooking, NZ style on this trip. There were other days of happy eating. Marinated Lamb on a Puy Lentil Salad with lemon yoghurt dressing at Nelson’s Morrison Street Café, with a glass of local sauvignon blanc; a sticky, dried fruit-packed, gluten free Ginger Slice with a long black, milk on the side (my coffee order of choice in NZ) in Muses Café, Motueka, en route to the Boyfriend’s family bach in Ngaio Bay; a last Christchurch breakfast of a fresh-baked savoury Spinach and Cream Cheese Muffin followed by an enormous date-studded sweet scone outside Veronica’s Café on New Regent Street, soaking up the last rays of sun as we watched the tourist trams going past.

The secret seems to lie with the fresh-baked, often on the premises, scones, muffins and slices, good ingredients – many cafés (try Under the Red Verandah or Vic’s Café, both in Christchurch) trumpet their use of free range eggs and local produce – and proprietors and customers who won’t accept stale, prepacked goods made at one location and shipped all over the country as is all too often the case in Ireland. One of the few cafés I’ve found in Ireland that comes close to the NZ ideal is Michelle Darmody’s Cake Café (there’s a short piece about it here) in Dublin, even down to the mismatched, old fashioned dishes and cups that feature in my favourite Kiwi cafés.

It’s often the small things in NZ cafés that make a customer feel cared for – a carafe of water either arriving on your table first thing or readily available; airy toilets which look like they have been cleaned recently; piles of things available to read while you eat, often including Cuisine, Taste and Dish and a couple of cookbooks. It’s always reassuring to see café staff interested in food-oriented publications! The only place I’ve seen something like this in Ireland is in the delectable Café Paradiso in Cork which, funnily enough, is run by a half-Kiwi couple.

There is always an exception, and on this trip it was the Cityside Café in the ground floor International Terminal of Christchurch airport. Pasty rolls were stuffed with an indeterminate green-flecked paste that went under the name of spinach and feta. A stale chocolate muffin topped with an oddly misplaced dab of raspberry jam made me feel right at home, being a good example of the kind of sweet thing on offer in many Irish cafés. My flat white was barely lukewarm and, for a last taste of NZ, it really was a disappointing experience. Next time I’ll make sure I bring in my muffins from Muffin Break – a shopping center café chain that manages to get it right, albeit in (usually) horrible surroundings, with decent muffins and lots of gluten-free options. At least their coffee is made with hot milk!



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5 Responses

  1. Colm says:

    If you ever get a chance, you must check out the food to be had at the Bay House Cafe, Cape Foulwind, Tauranga Bay. Simply amazing.

  2. barbara says:

    Airport food is almost as bad as airline food. Sounds like you had a good time Caroline.

  3. Caroline says:

    Thanks for the tip, Colm. It looks gorgeous and I wasn’t actually too far from there on my 2005 trip down the West Coast – little did I know then what I was missing out on. It doesn’t do me any good to read their menu (you can find it here) with its “Breakfast Sauté of bacon, butternut pumpkin, chorizo, red onion & fresh rocket leaves, dressed with honeyed horopito vinaigrette & topped with a soft poached egg & avocado”. ‘Tis far from that and the accompanying sunshine I am at the moment!I think you’re right, Barbara, although we did get a surprisingly good monkfish in a black pepper sauce en route home to Singapore. We flew Singapore Airlines this time and, while the Western food was awfully bland – especially a problem when the other menu choice had disappeared before the trolley arrived – the Asian choices weren’t too bad. They sure beat that horrible Cityside Café anyway.

  4. Pete Abernethy says:

    Just read the article and thought, that Bayhouse must be mentioned, but darn someone has already beaten me to it. But far one of the best in nz, was there on sunday, sun, good food and an outlook of surfers catch fresh waves, cant be beaten. Ps if staying up that way drop into the Old Slaughter House, sounds bad i know, but turely the nicest BBH in NZ, located in Hector. Good luck for the blog awards, pete

  5. Caroline says:

    Hey Pete – sounds like the Bay House is well worth checking out. Perhaps the next time we’re back in NZ!

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