I was introduced to Devon Cafe in Sydney by Fafa, who is always eager to try popular breakfast spots at the places we travel to.
Look, the service in the Devon Cafe Surry Hills branch hasn’t been great, and the waiting period could be a while sometimes. Fafa did say that he would never return again. But for me? After putting the small slice of salmon in my mouth, they can start to consider me a regular.
And If I lived in Sydney, I would be a regular at Devon Cafe because their food brought me back to Japan. To my Japan and lots of happy memories of Japan.
I don’t really understand how does food have the ability to ignite your memories, but it does.
During the first year of my life in Singapore how the prawn Sambal at the hawker centre at the Bugis Village pacified my homesickness. It was the closest meal I had that resembled Mama Kween’s cooking until they closed down a year into my living in Singapore. By then, I started cooking it myself, which became the closest meal that reminded me of Amma’s.
But the Devon Cafe’s salmon not only tasted close to, but it really was the taste of local Japanese food. The funny thing is that I didn’t remember eating cooked salmon in Japan. Wrapped in sushi rice, a cold piece on a plate of authentic rural Hokkaido breakfast set and inside an Onigiri? Yes, but never a cooked salmon. Still, Devon Cafe managed to transfer me to Japan, one bite at a time.
I have visited Devon Cafe numerous times whenever I visited my best friend in Sydney. And every single time, I became happier thanks to the Japanese breakfast.
If you are in Sydney and want to try their delicious Salmon Sakuma breakfast, do pop by their newest branch in North Sydney. The service there is tenfold better.
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