As I was busy writing last weekend about my trips to Cadwaladers, I eventually branched out after work on Friday and headed to The Big Rock, after a very successful charity shopping haul with a friend.
I've walked past this cafe a thousand times (quite literally*) and , although I've stuck my nose in their window on a few occasions (my sincerest apologies to the customers I've startled over the months), I'd never actually ventured inside. Until now.
It. Is. Beautiful. If I could build a Cafe, THIS is what I'd want it to look like. It's all glass jars and amazing smells and thoroughly contented looking visitors. So much so, that I had a real issue deciding what to buy. This was mainly because I was stood next to the savoury pastry items and couldn't make up my mind between Stromboli, laver bread, Parmesan crusted garlic bread and...ooooh look...Cakes..!! And macarons....!! And so it went.
Anyway, after being dragged to my chair because I was drooling on the fresh produce, I was delivered a massive cappuccino and an onion Stromboli type thing, which I promptly stuffed, whole, into my face. I jest, of course, I only do this at home, or when there's no one looking. I've only known my friend since I moved to Wales 18 months ago, so I'd like her to keep thinking that I'm a decent person and not some ill-mannered Scottish monster.
With my Stromboli, combined with a goat cheese grilled sandwich, with cranberry sauce and salad (which my friend ate like the lady she is) we relaxed in the space and I had a good look around.
It was clear from the tired looking workers who were rolling, grey faced and baggy eyed, after a week at work, that The Big Rock is a very popular spot for people to pop in and pick up some fresh bread and Friday night telly-watching snacks. The was a continual procession of lovely Welshies drifting in during the happy hour I spent in the Cafe.
As well as a snug seating area in the main cafe, just a few steps away from the main serving counters, The Big Rock also has a larger area to the rear of the space and, after walking past it in the cold, dark of Mid November as I headed home, it instantly reminded me of a scene from a Christmas movie. You know, the one where some wretched, grubby down and out (I'm thinking Dan Akroyd, Trading Places) stands outside the perimeter of the lovely cosy, well lit world he used to belong to and watches Eddie Murphy, escaping the elements, eating Stromboli and drinking coffee... I'm not sure that was an exact scene from Trading Places, but you get the point I'm clumsily trying to make.
The Big Rock is a gorgeous cafe in the middle of Porthmadog high street and it has a lot to offer in terms of food and drinks. One of the fantastic things about it is that it produces its own gluten free and vegan range, so it caters for all tastes and is very mindful of allergens and intolerances.
Big Rock Cafe is located at 71 High Street, Porthmadog and you should definitely go. As long as there's still space for me, obviously.