I am an avid (and sometimes slightly ridiculous) list-maker. When I turned 30, I made this list of 30 things I want to do in my 30th year. One of the things on the list was to complete a race of any kind. Now, when I put that on the list, I was thinking a fun run like a color run. I however somehow got emotionally blackmailed by co-workers to finish a Spartan race.

I don’t know if you have heard of this race but it is something else. We did the 5.5K race with 16 obstacles. On the day of the race, we were presented with an impromptu 17th obstacle – a sandstorm, which made running in the sand oh-so-very-special. I wasn’t good at it. I whined the entire time. I didn’t smile or make jokes. I was in pain for the 1 hour and 29 minutes it took me to jump over fire and cross the finish line and collect my medal.


I wouldn’t have made it through (as dramatic as that sounds) had I not had these people train with me, shout positive words to me, help me climb ridiculously high walls and at one point even push me up a sand dune when I wanted to stop. 

We took the training for this race fairly seriously, by the way. We would keep tabs on each other and ask each other what they were doing that day for a work out. The Spartan race organisers hosted training sessions on a couple of Friday mornings. We decided to check out the Friday training session before the race – just to see how we would hold up. Let’s just say that the only thing that was getting me through that training/ boot camp was a promise of breakfast after.


After a ton of decision-making and looking for something close by, one of the gang suggested Fraiche. Given the only time I had eaten there was at the Ripe market and I loved what I ate, the promise of breakfast there was motivating enough to get me through the grueling workout that morning. And boy, Fraiche did not disappoint.

Turns out they have quite the breakfast menu making it a little difficult to decide what to eat. Once decisions were made and food was served, I forgot about the race that was approaching a week later. So.very.good.

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I went for an order of the Turkey Benedict as did another one of us on the table. She asked for spinach in hers and said that it was a fabulous decision. They serve their benedict with béarnaise in place of hollandaise. Not an issue for me – it was very tasty. So much so, I asked for a side of it to pour over the eggs.

image2 (1)Another one of us ordered the “breakfast surprise” which is poached eggs on pastrami and french toast topped with béarnaise. Her plate was wiped clean. I think she liked it just fine!

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At least someone on the table went for an order of just “eggs benedict” which has pastrami in it as well.

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French Toast was also ordered. This I did have a bite of and it was very tasty and perfectly decadent.

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I always ask the brand of coffee that a cafe serves when I truly enjoy their coffee. This time however, I forgot and so I can’t tell you what brand of coffee they serve. I can only tell you that it is very good coffee and ridiculously comforting.

 If you live around the JLT area, I envy how easy this place is for you to access. If you don’t live close to JLT, give this place a shot – I vote that it would be worth the trip! Happy Breakfast, ya’ll!

Author: Namrata

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  • In awe of you running the spartan race – so cool! Fraiche is one of my favorite cafes – you should pop by over lunch too. That coffee and table I recognised instantly 😉 #exjltresident

    • Thank you, Rupal! It definitely was one of the most difficult things I did in my life but running past that finish line was kinda worth it! And lunch at Fraiche – if the breakfast and the stand at Ripe (and now your recommendation) are anything to go by – I’m in!