A lovely Sunday well spent two weeks ago, before J heads off to Taiwan for his tournament the next day. And we decided to bring the furbaby out for a little pampering! Look how happy she was 🙂

Hype has been going on for quite a while now. . .and we finally got the time to try the much-publicized Antipodean in Bangsar after dropping Bubbles off at her grooming centre. Finding a car park bay in between the rows of Telawi street has always been a headache, everyday. Luckily we found one just right opposite the cafe after a few rounds of cruise-spotting (I nearly gave up but J seemed to have more patience and faith). And we were even luckier to have an empty table that fits perfectly for two upon our arrival despite the crazy queue right outside the cafe! So there we were. . .making ourselves comfortable under the cozy weather after the waiter took down our orders, trying my best to ignore those furious stares from that cranky line not far from our table. But you see, it wasn’t really our fault that they came in a bigger group right? Big tables are all occupied, only the little ones left.

There is NO menu at Antipodean cafe.

Printed ones, to be more specific.

In order to choose your own food, you gotta browse from the huge blackboard on the wall, which, I thought was REALLY awkward. Imagine a small coffee house on a Sunday morning, crowded with hungry patrons / jumpy kids / and busy waiters walking through those tiny lanes between the dining tables with food trays on their hands. And there’s absolutely NO other way but to stand right in the middle of everything. . .JUST to BROWSE THE MENU.

I was so incredibly shy I didn’t even look at what was really on the board actually. It was just a flash through and I quickly turned to the waitress (who was waiting) and asked, “urm. . .so what’s famous?” when J was probably still screening through what’s nice on the menu board.

“Well. . .Big Breakfast” she said. “Everyone orders that.”

“Ouh. . .okay. We’ll have that then” I told her after getting an approved nod from the boyfie. And after adding two cups of Cappuccinos to our order, I dashed back to our table in split seconds. It was really hard to just stand there any longer. Probably one of the smartest way to avoid fussy customers who take f o r e v e r to order their food.

The table was so small I was worried the plates will fall.

So that was our Big Breakfast. A hearty combination of sauteed mushrooms, hash brown, toast, bacon for me (pork sausages for J) and some scrambled eggs. How was the food? Not too bad I guess. . .pretty normal. Certainly nothing too impressive or unique.

Overrated is the word.

And that was not even hash brown (which is supposed to be my favourite!), the one on my plate was more like baked potatoes to me. With sprinkles of basil leaves on it.

I really couldn’t tell what’s with the hype, but I’m guessing the pork menu that they offer.

Price is still okay, definitely a little more cheaper than our usual cafe for breakfast – “Journal by Plan B” at Publika. RM19 for a big plate of Big Breakfast that we ordered above while RM9 for a cup of Cappuccino. Although it can be a little dear compare to other varieties of breakfast out there, but I guess this is the trend that many are willing to pay nowadays.

Ponytail, checkered, skull and Balenciaga for my Sunday date.

Not forgetting the “crossbody”, my new love.

I stop bringing a handbag and it has been a while now.

Only crossbodies will do just fine.

Will blog more about it in the next post or so. 🙂

Finally, a collage of the fluffy Bubs making Ted (her bear best friend) and herself comfortable in J’s luggage while he packs that night. That pouty eyes that make daddy wanna bring her along as well. Awww. . . 🙂





yours truly. . .Esty