An exotic lunch in Perth

After our visit to Perth museum the other day, my lovely assistant and I made our way to a lunch place in Perth that we’d never been to before. We had initially thought of going to Breizh, a creperie nearby, but on viewing the menu of this other place, plumped for that instead. Our choice led to a jolly tasty luncheon with a twist of foreignness about it.

This place only opened in 2010 but has become very popular and was fairly hotching when we rolled up. Thankfully, someone had just vacated a nice corner table by the window, so we nabbed it in a timely manner.

There was an old-fashioned dark wooden bar near the entrance, with cloched cake stands gleaming temptingly. We both thought that the mirrored bar and style of wooden chairs made it feel a bit French. I took my chance for a quick photo when there was no-one sitting directly in my line of vision:

Cafe with a French feel

What we chose to have wasn’t very French, but it was a bit exotic. I went for falafel (Middle Eastern in origin, I believe), which was served very simply with a tub of Greek yoghurt and a beetroot side salad:

Tasty Middle Eastern fare

My assistant opted for a Greek salad, which was fairly swimming in olive oil but was declared most acceptable. She ordered some of the cafe’s own superbly crusty homemade bread to go with it, which could also be bought in loaf form to take away.

We didn’t have room for a pudding but on the way out I spotted these marvellous large meringues. They must have been about 5 inches in diameter:

An excellent use of egg white
On another occasion I may have to pop back and sample one.


27 thoughts on “An exotic lunch in Perth

    • I can certainly recommend it, although it can be busy and quite noisy, but it has a great atmosphere and the food I had was excellent. I would definitely try the bread if you get the chance, I might pop in and buy a loaf some time because I tasted my mum’s bread and it was really good.

  1. Incidentally, just out of interest I looked up ‘hotching’ on Google and was shocked to find that my meaning wasn’t immediately apparent. In my part of the world it means ‘bustling’ or ‘very busy’, usually with people. E.g. it’s often used to describe busy shops at Christmas time, where you can hardly move for other customers and you have to queue for ages at the checkout, as in:

    “How did you get on in Markies [Marks and Spencer – another one for the glossary], was it busy?”

    “Och it was a nightmare, it was totally hotchin’.”

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