There’s a nice buzz happening about Meet Mica, and I think it’s well-deserved. I think the phenomenon of instagram-ready cafés and restaurants is an interesting one. I’d find it cynical or irksome if the visuals weren’t matched by the taste, but in my experience at Meet Mica, they’re doing just fine, and the thing is, not only us food bloggers but many others are consuming with our eyes these days as much as we are tasting the food. We live in a visual culture. I find it delightful if my food looks beautiful.
I’m also really interesting in Meet Mica for its location. This part of Surry Hills, just up from Cleveland Street, is mostly known for traditional Lebanese restaurants. Some other options, usually quick, inexpensive ethnic cuisine have come and gone, but it looks like there may soon be a critical mass of interesting food options to attract people to the area. My breakfast-mate recommended Mjølner, just around the corner from here.
And even if Meet Mica weren’t located here, and the surrounds so clean and contemporary, and not quite as instagrammable, I would have been very happy with my Snow Mountain, which I thought was a silly indulgent option for breakfast but was in fact quite light: the fluffy yoghurt foam, raspberry sorbet, matcha sponge cake and matcha crumbles were all together not too sweet, and a rather delightful breakfast.
My pal was happy with his molten matcha French Toast, including because he could choose how much condensed milk or not to use, to control the sweetness. An interesting menu, which includes more standard menu items; I’ll be back to try more.