Siblings are a funny old thing.
One minute they’re best of friends, the next, fighting like cat and dog.
Well, that’s certainly how things have gone for decades in many families.
But there are things that bring people together and, for many, baking is one of them.
Many of you will have fond memories of being with brothers or sisters, huddled round a big, ceramic bowl, taking turns mixing and spooning the mixture into delicate little paper cases.
I’m sure it was all fun and games until your mum or dad realised what a mess you’d made of the kitchen – and then you’d have an argument about who would lick the bowl!
So arriving at the Three Sisters Bake, a venture launched by – you guessed it – three sisters, I have to wonder what chaos might be going on in the kitchen.
However, there’s no such unprofessionalism.
In fact, Gillian, Nichola and Linsey seem to be getting on like a house on fire.
I guess when you open two cafes – I visited the other one in Killearn not so long ago – and write a cookbook together, you’ve got to be close!
The quaint little café is located in an old school in Quarriers Village, which was historically a housing site for orphaned children.
It’s undergone a dramatic change though, and now it’s a light, bright and airy space with a homely vintage vibe.
We’re greeted at the door by a bubbly waitress who says it’s a little too early for lunch, but just perfect timing for brunch.
The menu is varied. From pancakes, poached eggs and porridge to toast, French toast and ginormous homemade tattie scones.
Having skipped my cereal, I plump for the big breakfast and, boy, is it big.
Bacon, sausage, egg and black pudding and thick-cut toast, all washed down with a nice, hot coffee.
It’s delicious. And the creamy scrambled eggs and bacon get the thumbs up from the other side of the table.
I wonder if I have any room left, but, as we all know, there’s always room to squeeze in a little scone. It’s my job, after all.
The huge homebaked fruit scone – served with butter and jam or jam and cream – smells absolutely delicious.
And tastes just as good. It’s cooked to perfection, nice and moist, and soft in the middle.
My fellow diner practically inhales a slab of white chocolate and blueberry sponge, apparently a tough choice given the array of mouthwatering sweet treats on display at the counter. I’ll take that as a sign it was almost as good as the scone!
Thankfully, my sister-in-sconery and I have been too busy stuffing our faces to find something to bicker about…and we leave in agreement that this it’s one of the very best brunches we’ve had in a while.
WARM WELCOME 9/10
LOCATION, LOCATION 8/10
SCONE SCORE 9/10