Washboard Hank’s guide to the best breakfasts in Peterborough – Part 3

This week, Hank and daughter Eva visit The Speak Easy Cafe and talk about eggs, a breakfast lottery, and unusual breakfast meats

The Speak Easy Cafe promises the fastest breakfast in town (photo: Eva Fisher / kawarthaNOW)
The Speak Easy Cafe promises the fastest breakfast in town (photo: Eva Fisher / kawarthaNOW)

In this four-part series, local musician and greasy spoon expert Washboard Hank guides his daughter, food writer Eva Fisher, through some of the best diners in Peterborough. This week features The Speak Easy Cafe.

Part 1 featured Monaghan Cafe and Part 2 featured Lock Street Diner.

Stop 3: The Speak Easy Cafe

At the corner of George and Simcoe, The Speak Easy Cafe (362 George St. N., Peterborough, 705-749-9589) is bold in their advertising: fastest breakfast in town and world-famous Eggs Benedict. The breakfast was fast, but I checked with some friends from out of town and they hadn’t heard of the Eggs Benny.

Eva: Alright, have you been here before?

Hank: No, this is the first time I’m here. Our waitress doesn’t like eggs — doesn’t eat eggs — so I’m feeling a little nervous. I guess that’s really mercenary, because you sell eggs but you don’t like eggs.

Eva: You would just be disgusted all day long.

Hank: I guess that’s why she doesn’t like eggs — because she serves them all day long. She’s too busy to listen, that’s pretty good. Sure is packed in here, eh? I think we found … something.

Eva: They claim to have world-famous Eggs Benedict.

Hank: I think we should make this a world-famous breakfast review.

The Speak Easy's "world famous" Eggs Benedict. "We automatically love any diner that offers a side of tomatoes," Eva says.  (Photo: Eva Fisher / kawarthaNOW)
The Speak Easy’s “world famous” Eggs Benedict. “We automatically love any diner that offers a side of tomatoes,” Eva says. (Photo: Eva Fisher / kawarthaNOW)
Eva: What’s the best breakfast you’ve ever had?

Hank: Linda’s. It was in London and Ken Palmer, the mandolin player for the Dixie Flyers, he was a very officious guy. “Hve you been to Linda’s?” I said “No”, “Well, it’s the best breakfast.” She had these incredible omelets. They were huge and everything was fresh and wonderful.

Eva: In London, Ontario. I wonder if it’s —

Hank: It’s not still going there. It’s been long shut down. The best paying restaurant that I’ve ever been to was just a little bit east of Woodstock. I went in and ordered breakfast and for some reason I bought a Wintario ticket.

Eva: So it was the sort of a breakfast where you could get a Wintario ticket.

Hank: Yeah, it was sort of a truck stop. So I sat down and scratched my instant win and I won a hundred bucks.

Eva: Nice.

Hank's verdict on the breakfast sausuages (photo: Eva Fisher / kawarthaNOW)
Hank’s verdict on the breakfast sausuages (photo: Eva Fisher / kawarthaNOW)
Hank: So I bought the band’s breakfast that day. Although as I recall, it was pretty awful. And really greasy. And the vegetarian in the band, he used to take napkins and daub the napkins on his eggs to soak the grease off them. Man, that used to just gross me out.

Eva: I think I read about doing that in like a teen magazine at one point, as a way to make your food less fattening.

Hank: It just seemed like the weirdest thing. (To Waitress) So I guess if you don’t like eggs, it must be horrible to work here, eh?

Waitress: Well, yeah, When I was a little girl my mom was deathly allergic to eggs so I convinced myself that, because my mom was allergic to eggs, that I was allergic to eggs. And now it has just continued through my whole life.

Hank: You can handle it though, right?

Waitress: Yeah, I can handle it. I’m not allergic to them at all. I just told everyone. Just the little kid in my head forever.

(Waitress gets called away)

Hank: Down in Nashville, I had brain and eggs.

Eva: What kind of brain?

Hank: Pig brains, I think. And it was scrambled eggs. The eggs were yellow and the pig brains were grey. You could get the texture of the two mixed up together and it was… I don’t see why brains and eggs isn’t more popular really.

Eva: What did it taste like? What were the brains like? Was it just like more egg?

Hank: Yeah, it was just like pretty much the flavour of the egg,

Eva: I have a really bizarre cookbook I should show you and it has a section on preparing brains. And it has wonderful pictures. There’s a frying pan full of brains.

Hank: Well, I didn’t notice any increase in my intelligence. Going into a restaurant and seeing something you’ve never tried before, that always inspires me because I want to try everything. When I was out in Denver I had Rocky Mountain oysters which are similar to prairie oysters, which in fact are fried bull testicles. I can say I’ve done it. You can’t say I haven’t had bull testicles.

Eva: What did they taste like?

Hank: Chicken gizzards. Real cheap.

The Speak Easy made a delicious breakfast, and it was fast. The potatoes were a little bit puffy in a nice way, like they’d been soufléed. The meat was good, but the ham was thin, prompting Hank to say “In every life a little rain must fall, in every breakfast there’s always something that’s not quite right.”

Next week: East City Coffee Shop