Ici is a very quaint and cute looking outpost. It's a little bit French with its cosyness and blackboards on the wall but then once settled in and looking at the clientele and wait staff, it's much more eclectic than France.
The other customers look so Fitzroy. Funny jumpers, skinny trousers, men in ponytails, in bow ties - all so creative. And the blackboard offers a Croque Monsieur and a Madame, that aforementioned nod to France, but there's a dumpling soup with shitakes that takes us to Asia, and then a mixed grill for breakfast taking us back home to UK. See? Eclectic melting pot...
So I joined Steve with his nod to home and waited for the breakfast mixed grill. When it arrived it was attractively presented in a iron pan with toasted bread and relish on the side. The menu mentioned black pudding but there was none so I can only assume it was with the Tasmanian salmon, broth and chorizo.
So what was in my pan? Two fried eggs, spinach, grilled tomato, mushrooms, bacon and some sausage. Pretty good sustenance food. I had to ask for butter for the toast though and it was quite hard to flag down someone but the butter came and the toast was yummy. The whole pan was pretty darn good.
For a place across the road from home, really we could do a lot worse!