Having been out for a long \"training walk\" last year in preparation for the Big Mountain, I found a spot in The Clock Cafe in the hopes of quieting my grumbling, breakfast-less belly.\n\nAs I perused the menu, I noticed that when locals came in, orders would go straight to them - this was clearly a place where the locals returned and the staff took notice.\n\nWhen a young mother came in with a pram, said locals cooed over the baby, to which she exclaimed \"He's the Prince of Morningside!\" and they all filled the place with friendly noise.\n\nThey had to compete with an Italian crooner: the soundtrack from discarded 1940s vinyl salvaged from opera but not pop as we know it.\n\nIt works well with the eclectic decor - free form wood tables and chairs, a few clocks, art that is both for sale and for decoration, and a large downstairs area filled with curiosities. It was like a global village without any forced ethnicity...tiny sections of Turkey, Brazil, Scotland, Australia, North American Indian....pieces of each thrown together, as though someone had rolled a chest full of memories and then opened it as a cafe.\n\nBreakfast was so huge I couldn't finish it. The omelette left little room for any of the other accompaniments and the toast had to have its own plate. Not haute cuisine but it is what it says on the menu.\n\nThe selection of cakes and pastries, however, looked amazing and completely unnecessary after breakfast. Given they have a good standard of latte, I'll be back to check out how the locals are doing, and how fresh that baklava is...\n\nOverall, it's a comfortingly strange mix but it seems the point of the Clock Cafe is that time stops, just for a little bit.
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