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Un­for­tu­nately the kids weren’t so pa­tient. They got their drinks first up and al­most con­sumed their fa­ther’s ba­nana smoothie while he was away gos­sip­ing. Mum’s cof­fee was safe but it was also 20 min­utes later and ar­rived with nei­ther sugar nor spoon and de­spite a staff prom­ise to re­turn with the goods, I ul­ti­mately had to wan­der off and re­quest my own at the counter.

The food took well over half an hour, which was un­der­stand­able at the busy time of year and gave us the op­por­tu­nity to chat with the peo­ple on the neigh­bour­ing ta­ble The kids (sen­si­bly) opted for the Kids’ Plat­ter ($10) and when it ar­rived I al­most wished I’d or­dered one my­self.

It con­sisted of a cheese toastie, a mini muf­fin, half an or­ange and ap­ple sliced up, a sausage roll (with the al­ter­na­tive op­tion of streaky ba­con) and a choco­late fish – which was melt­ing fast in the hot Cen­tral Otago sun.

A Keri fruit juice com­pleted the meal.

It was per­fect, with plenty to keep both kids happy and healthy to ap­pease the par­ents’ con­sciences’ af­ter a week­end of bar­be­cues and chips.

Karl or­dered the BLAT (ba­con, let­tuce, av­o­cado and tomato toasted sand­wich.

It was a solid $10 meal, packed full of in­gre­di­ents, though he would have pre­ferred to have been given a choice of white bread (in­stead of that healthy multi­grain stuff).

As for my own Eggs Bene­dict with salmon – at $19 it was al­most twice the cost of any­one else’s meal but it de­liv­ered. It looked a feast – runny, per­fectly cooked eggs on gen­er­ous strips of salmon atop fresh bagels.

They were drip­ping with the oblig­a­tory hol­landaise sauce but the sur­prise was the big ac­com­pa­ny­ing chunks of fresh tomato and av­o­cado.

It was amaz­ing. And de­li­cious. And very fill­ing.


The street front of the Black For­est Cafe could best be de­scribed as mod­est but cer­tainly fits into the rich his­tor­i­cal ta­pes­try of the town. Once in­side it is clean, with pol­ished wood, and lots of colours. We wanted to sit out­side but with only three ta­bles avail­able there was a bit of jostling for po­si­tion.


Naseby is a prime ex­am­ple of the small, sleepy town that comes alive dur­ing hol­i­day times.

Yes, it took longer than we would ex­pect else­where for our meals to ar­rive but we were on hol­i­day and had time.

The re­ally good news is that it was to­tally worth the wait.

The meals were per­fect and we would hap­pily rec­om­mend them to any passers by.

Low key: Black For­est Cafe in Naseby.

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