Breakfast at Pachamama
Disclosure: I was invited to dine as a guest
Around a decade ago, I met a quiet, sweet Peruvian lady selling handmade jewellery in Camden. Something drew me straight to a silver ring that bore etchings of various animals and shapes around the band. I knew nothing of these patterns (or of Peru) and all she could convey in broken English was something to do with aliens and sand. I loved that ring and, with a little help from Google, learned that it was the Nasca Lines. And so began my fascination with Peru. Five years after that encounter, I finally had the opportunity to see the Nasca Lines with my own eyes. I spent 4 weeks discovering and falling in love with Peru and its culture. It fills me with nostalgic joy every time I can re-live some memories... so when Pachamama invited me and the IGBrunchClub gang for brunch, of course I couldn't resist.
I love how neon signs light the areas as Papa's Bar and Mama's Kitchen. Pachamama's decor reflects a well-lived-in (if not slightly tatty, on purpose) home. I love the detail of exposed brick on a few walls – "Papa spent a little too much time at the bar, and not enough patching up the home" as explained to us.
There is a comprehensive brunch menu – something sure to suit everyone – but the stars of the show were certainly the waffles! You have a choice between quinoa or sweet potato, and a good selection of both savoury and sweet toppings. Special garnishes like edible flowers and micro herbs ensure the waffles look just as wonderful as they taste.
You can find out more about Pachamama here. I will certainly be back for more waffles, Pisco sours and a walk down Memory Lane to my beloved Peru.