Over the years we have discovered a few of the [bloggers favourite klaxon] 'hidden gems' in the area that aren't necessarily fine dining (though we've found a few of them too). The cake menu hidden beneath Westminster Abbey, the cockney cobbles of Strutton Green, the rumored Royal favorite Thai restaurant (ok, ok, I began the rumour), the uber-touristy Albert pub where British Army retiree's sit hoping to warm their bones with a free pint and the cabbie's favourite greasy spoon The Regency Cafe.
I was introduced to Iris and June by a fellow coffee addict a couple of years ago. It's slightly off-piste bastion dedicated to the art of the Flat White, serving up beautifully foamed cups of morning brain fuel and a selection of baked goodies during the week.
During the weekend they have recently launched a brunch menu, so to check it out with a cadre of good peoples we arrived bright and early on a Saturday morning. The space is definitely industrial chic (which gets rather echo-ey when groups of excited Kiwis descend for an expat catch up) with a no booking policy keeping inline with their healthy, happy local ethos. I don't do queuing, so we intentionally planned a get-together earlier in the day & pulled a couple of tables together Kiwi-style.
The menu isn't an overwelmingly bacchalian selection that leaves pre-caffeinated minds baffled, but a carefully curated few choices that still made it hard to decide what we fancied as we wanted all of the things. I may have employed the eenie-meenie-noMatcha-mo method of selection and ended up with their fantastic twist on the insta-luvvies: avocado on toast. (I will hold my hands up to a secret obsession with avo toast in the privacy of my own lunchtimes however.)
We (3 quarters of the table who all ordered the same - our table mate went mushroom toast) never quite expected a show-stopping tower of brunch though. Poppadoms stacked with sprouted lentils, a sweet green tomato salsa, the pop of kasundi, homemade grilled paneer which was heavenly and a perfectly poached egg. Delicious, gluten free AND healthy... we followed it up with a (also delicious) brownie chaser and another well brewed flat white as we nattered on.
Named for the Grandmothers of the Kiwi owner Jodie, I feel like they would be proud of this local Victoria bastion.
Disclaimer: Adventures of a London Kiwi Limited.co.uk cannot be held responsible for any subsequent St James' Park autumn leaf chasing or Sir Anthony Hopkins spotting post-brunch...