Imagine being stuck in the beautiful (ha) industrial area of Alexandria on an early weekend morning having not yet had breakfast. I bet you’re feeling pretty miserable right now. I was too, until, like an oasis in the desert, I stumbled upon The Grounds.
What is The Grounds, I hear you say? Well, it may just be the best example of city folk pretending they’re in the country that I’ve ever seen. And let me tell you, I know what I’m talking about: I’m originally from the Hunter Valley (a place where Sydney people go to drink wine and eat good food on the weekend).
You enter a massive courtyard, where market stalls sell organic juice (made right before your eyes), freshly baked pastries (apple muffin, please) and Brazilian-inspired barbecue items, amongst animal pens and beautiful gardens.
There’s also a massive restaurant (which had a wait time of one hour) at which you tickle your taste buds. I honestly couldn’t believe how popular the space was. In fact, everything about it was so good that I went back for lunch: Quinoa and smoked salmon. You can’t beat that combo.