Two Monks is the TARDIS of cafes, appearing deceptively small at initial inspection, the interior has super high ceilings and actually occupies a large open space. Despite this, Two Monks still exudes comfort with it’s rustic wall shelves that reach the ceiling (how do they get up there?!) , the scattering of old black and white photos of Coburg and offerings of visually delicious cakes.
Two Monks’ menu is quite chorizo-centric (hell yes!) and they exclusively use free range eggs. I could not go past the omelette with chorizo, haloumi, tomato and rocket served on sourdough bread. The omelette arrived oozing with slightly melted haloumi and stuffed to the brim with all the things I enjoy; chorizo, tomato, haloumi and rocket. The photo doesn’t quite depict how big this omelette actually is and it was food-coma inducingly delicious.
J ordered Two Monks’ signature burger, the Coburger (hah!), served with chips. After thieving a few of the chips, it was pretty clear that the chips could have been done slightly more crispy. I’m simply not a fan of soft chips that don’t crunch. However, the burger was pretty damn good and the beef patty was a juicy, meaty delight.
I ordered my usual Skinny Flat White and J had his Soy Chai Latte. Both were acceptable but nothing too rave worthy. Prices are hip-pocket friendly, and even more so if you have a handy Entertainment book which offers one meal free. Service was fast, efficient and friendly.