The beginning

It all started in March 2004, about a year ago. T began working in Civic and J had a 9am uni class at ANU. Both were busy people for various reasons and needed time to breathe, relax and chill out. Breakfast sounded like the perfect opportunity to spend some time philosophising, discussing world events, politics, gossiping, or more often than not just having a whinge, a bitch or a moan about love, sex, work, family or friends.

The next decision was "Where in Civic is good for breakfast?"

The search began...

Neither claimed to be a food critic. The food was not that important to either of them anyway. And, neither sought the same combination of factors...just a sense of home without the dishes.

T and J have yet to find that combination. And in their search, they have been to a few of the cafes in Civic who do breakfast during the week.

Admittedly, things have changed since then, but the two have kept alive their breakfast tradition.

Over one such breakfast, an idea was struck that the two should write about their experiences in the search for their perfect breakfast spot in Civic. Not with the intention of formally critiquing the eatery, or to influence others decisions, but merely to give an account of their search.

And so begins TJ's Breakfast Diaries.