Breakfast has always been my favourite meal of the day. I remember loving it from the time my memories started. Every morning before school/high school/university/work I make sure I have time to eat my bowl of cereal. If I am running late I will forgo everything else before I skip breakfast. So when I heard about the Cereal Killer Café months ago, I knew I had to go.
The founders Gary and Alan Keery seemed to have incurred the wrath of Channel 4, and the Daily Mail because their café is opening up in one of the poorest Boroughs in London and according to these media outlets, the prices don’t reflect that poverty. I don’t agree with either C4 or the Daily Mail and I think Gary’s open letter in response is brilliant. Plus if you piss off the Daily Mail then you are doing things right. In this case the enemy of my enemy is definitely someone I want to buy food from.
Thanks to this publicity and the general coolness of a cereal café (especially one with the work ‘killer’ in it – add a frisson of danger that you don’t normally find in the food isles) both Sister and I knew were prepared to wait for the rush to die down. We managed to wait for a whole week and it was hard.
Yesterday we had had enough and we made our way to Shorditch, the epicentre of cool so that we could have our bowl of cereals.
After very hard deliberation (for two people who love cereal, choosing a bowl was ridiculously difficult) Sister opted for peanut butter flavours with almond and vanilla milk, while I went for a delicious cookies and cream flavour with almond milk. Both of us also decided to be really nostalgic and have some pop tarts too. Hers was berry and mine was apple.
I loved everything about Cereal Killer Cafe – the decor (downstairs the TVs were playing old children’s cartoons), the food, and the service. Sister and I are already planning our return trip because we thoroughly enjoyed ourselves.