"Milk Beach will convince you that you're in a very cool part of Australia—Manly Beach, say, on a warm day, with the sea winking at you in the distance—rather than down a cobbled street in Queen’s Park. First glimpses of blonde, frothy lattes lead to ordering plump, flaky croissants the same shade as the rattan light fixture bathing you in a fake golden hour glow. Even those stopping by the airy Aussie cafe for weekday breakfasts, with excitable young children in tow, aren’t immune to the stress-relieving power of soft-boiled eggs in a jar with pumpkin purée. The food is excellent. We could go on about the strands of soft ham hock on doorstop wedges of sourdough and the banana bread with espresso cream we could eat by the bowl. But really you should just go and try it for yourself. And if you don’t leave with a couple of St. John Bakery doughnuts for later, you aren’t doing it right. " - Sinéad Cranna
