[dropcap]I[/dropcap] love the idea of Brunch. Like afternoon tea, it drums up images of being a classy affair, something you could suggest or exclaim to a friend like something from a New York movie- “let’s do Brunch this Sunday!” In reality, on a Sunday morning, I’m lucky to wake up from my Rumpelstiltskin slumber in time for lunch. Emma rounded up a few bloggers- Jesse, Alex and Iris– and made the arrangements to have brunch at Fika, a Swedish cafe on Brick Lane- how could I refuse? An afternoon with kindred blogger buddies AND pancakes? No brainer.
On what felt like the first real day of Summer, we met up in the Shoreditch sunshine and marched onwards to Fika. In Sweden, Fika means coffee break. Brick Lane on a weekend is as busy, if not more, than Oxford Street on a weekend which brings me out in hives. Walking into Fika and off the crowded street was a welcome retreat…and even better was the seated terrace upstairs. Covered in astroturf and away from the noise of Brick Lane, it’s a gem of a place to hang out. Over cold ice teas, we ordered our brunch…and when bloggers meetup, you know there’s some serious food pictures to follow…take these pancakes with blueberries, maple syrup and bacon with a side of home made chips with aioli (chips for brunch, totally acceptable!)
No time for brunch? Every Monday, they have a beat the clock system starting from 5pm- you pay £5 at 5pm, £6 at 6pm etc for a meal of Swedish meatballs. If you wanted to be super organised, you can reserve tables online from their website, which is a breath of fresh air- I have no idea what the obsession with walk in’s only is all about!
Afterwards, strolling through the City with my frappucino in hand (which is just a coffee slushie really, let’s be honest folks) I realised just how cool it was to be hanging out with these lovely ladies- all thanks to blogging! I do love this little hobby of ours…
Find Fika at:
161 Brick Lane
020 7613 2013