We brunched at the new cafe on the corner of Madras and Armagh Streets. At the bottom of a large apartment block, Table at Monks has an attractive black and white theme, and a view of the top of the Margaret Mahy playground. I was tempted to choose their crepes (not pancakes – hurrah!) or mushroom bruschetta, and eventually settled for grilled minute steak with roast vegetables. Stephen had the frittata.
All this was elegantly served in black and white dishes, and very tasty. I loved the small green teapot (with tea leaves, and weak as requested) on a green trivet. It looked ideal for a tea ceremony. There were only two other tables occupied at 10 on a Sunday morning, but I expect it will be popular later on. They’re open until 4pm seven days.
While we there a car pulled up alongside, and the driver had purple hair. The car was one of the latest Fiats, with eyelashes on its headlamps. Obviously this was a woman of excellent taste.
“I loved the little green teapot
and the tea-leaved weak tea I got.”