The Big Table
Perching on a stool at The Big Table counter is reminiscent of sitting in grandma’s kitchen as she prepares all your favourite recipes, replete with kitsch ‘50s decor and Bobby Darin on the wireless. Except your grandma is a cute hipster and half of Adelaide is eyeing off your spot.
After more than two decades in the game, this Central Market cafe is firmly embedded in Adelaide’s psyche. The proprietors are strong believers in the “If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it” adage, so the menu still features items from the early days (customers would most likely riot in the streets were they ever to be removed) alongside new favourites and seasonal specials.
Green eggs and ham (scrambled with parsley and prosciutto) and a gloriously simple BLT (with homemade mayonnaise) would be contenders for best dish, were it not for the French toast – thick-cut, crispy and pan-fried, served with strawberries, sweet rhubarb compote and maple syrup.
As you might expect, ingredients are sourced from surrounding vendors to be transformed into salads, sandwiches and smoothies on the island prep bench.
The little La Marzocco purrs away as baristas pour big-cupped coffees which, although unremarkable, are as tasty as any found in the precinct.