Need some weekend breakfast ideas? Pink rules at the Goddess Cafe

Pretoria feels distinctly like Pretoria, especially at the Goddess Café in Waterkloof.

It’s pinker than Barbie’s world, focusing on women’s self-awareness, self-love, and unity between body, mind, and spirit.

The website describes it as a spiritual haven for brunch, kitchen teas, motivational breakfasts, and similar activities.

But when a man gets hungry, he might reluctantly choose this palace of pink.

When my stomach grumbles, I would happily identify as an emboldened woman, at least for the meal. And I did, with a friend.

While we weren’t the only men there, every other guy had a female companion.

Despite our gender disadvantage, the service was spectacular and attentive.

I’d return to the Goddess Café just for the excellent service, though other aspects didn’t impress me as much.

Everything is Barbie-pink

Every table is nicely arranged with serviettes, cutlery, side plates, and cute centerpieces; they take care here.

As patrons sit down, a tiny glass of what looks like pink water is placed on the table.

The server explained it was cucumber and lemon-infused water. It tasted like water, with a faint pink flavor if such a thing exists.

The coffee stands out. It’s really good, rich, and dark arabica with the right bitterness for the morning.

It’s certainly better than the dishwater some places call filter coffee or the sludge when espresso goes wrong. It’s all Goldilocks—just right. Perfect, like Barbie’s world, even for Ken’s.

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The menu offers everything from American pancake stacks to livers on toast, omelets, and toasties, along with a range of healthy options and novelties like pink waffles and pancakes.

Playing it safe, my friend chose an omelet, while I challenged the café with my usual order: mince on toast with cheese.

It’s my yardstick for judging establishments, especially when it’s not on the menu; their willingness to make it scored a million points.

Starr are willing and helpful

The mince on toast arrived as curried mince with salad, avocado, cheese, and tomato on a large roll of sourdough bread.

It looked impressive and tasted delicious.

However, they should defrost the mince properly; it was half-ice, half-lukewarm on the bread, which was disappointing.

The omelet was everything an omelet should be: made from eggs, fluffy, and quickly devoured.

Some delicious-looking cakes were on display, tempting anyone to identify as a glutton.

Next door, the owner was stocking a new home industry store.

Since the iconic Koljander’s closure in Melville, home industries have nearly vanished, so this is a welcome addition.

However, when the assistant rang up a small bag of rusks, we almost choked on our breakfast—the price was nearly double the expected amount. Dried bread prices must have risen sharply.

The Goddess Café is nice, really nice, in an empowered Biggie Best kind of way.

It adds a touch of color, albeit mostly pink, to your morning. Again, the service is incredible. A few adjustments, like serving defrosted food, would be welcome.

It’s inviting, and no progressive man should let a little powder puff stop him from enjoying a venue with the potential to be really special.