And it's the 200th! I've always been amazed by how big a part food plays in our lives and this blog has really just become a log of memories, all packaged in the form of food stories. That's 200 food stories shared, 200 memories captured, and all of them equally special to me. So here's to more food adventures and the good times that always come hand in hand.
like the idea of cafes and coffee shops - they always imply long
conversations and leisurely sipping coffee (or tea, whichever your
preference is). The great thing about it is that it doesn't even matter
what sort coffee shop it is - the same concept of slowing things down
applies whether you're in a kopitiam having roti bakar and white coffee
or a cappuccino at a cafe. I know I'm not alone when it comes to having a
soft spot for these places - for one, the queue in front of Reuben
Hills on a Sunday morning definitely confirms this suspicion.
61 Albion St
Surry Hills 2010
heard so much about the quaint little cafes (and their notoriously long
queues) in Surry Hills, we knew that we simply couldn't leave Sydney
without being part of what I think inspired the coffee/cafe scene in
Malaysia. We picked Reuben Hills based on a recommendation by a local
and arrived to join the queue mentally prepared for the wait. And yes,
we did wait - and for 45 minutes, no less.
cafe is the type that envelopes you as soon as you step in - the amount
of activity that goes on in such a small space is quite impressive.
all the hustle and bustle, they seemed to be able to calmly churn out
pretty cups of coffee - something which we really quite appreciated.
Smiles and happy faces in spite of the rushing around.
Chorizo grits with baked corn tortilla chips, queso fresco, beans and avocado
The Dirty Bird - spiced grilled chicken, tomatillo salsa, cheese,
pickles, chipotle aioli on brioche. Yes, I have to admit, we ordered it
because of its name.
Berkshire ham, manchego, rocket, tomato & red pepper chutney on rye
A cup of long black, dad's go-to.
A cappuccino that tastes as good as it looks - to add a spring to your step.
A "let's have dessert for breakfast!" type thick, creamy espresso and white chocolate shake for the young, and young at heart.
coffee made you want to sip and savour it slowly and the food, with
dashes of Mexican flavours here and there, made for an interesting
brunch. Sure, the wait for a table was rather long - but I think it just
goes to emphasising how Sundays are really just not meant for rushing at
all, especially if you're standing in queue catching up with a friend. What I thought was most interesting as a tourist, though, was how different "cafes" are in different parts of the world despite all centering around the same idea of coffee, bites and enjoying the feeling of having time on your hands and no, I've never seen an interpretation of the idea that I haven't liked yet (although, I think I would prefer there not be a queue ;)).