Well, rough night, not enough sleep and there you are… Its Sunday morning, you’re still hangover from the previous night only 50% of the alcohol you drank the night before has washed out. Here you are lying in bed wishing you hadn’t drank this set of ten tequilas when the guy on the table next to you told you “Chicken?” when you first said no to that round of Tequilas… Well nobody calls you chicken but you have to admit that the next morning you look more like a stuffed turkey than a fresh chicken, you’re not 18 any more!
Anyway, you first try and open your eyes, one, than the second… They seem to weight a ton and you feel like Thor has been using his hammer on your head during the whole night. You already know your ears are working fine as you’ve been hearing the kids yelling and fighting for more than an hour (was it 4 hours? Times flies) without the ability to even say something nice that would cool them down like like “shut up or I’ll kill the cat”… You’re exhausted and this is only the early hours of the days (around 11:30am) not even sure the birds have started singing already!
After a very thorough thinking (1 and ½ hours watching the sink of the kitchen before remembering your toothbrush is in the bathroom) you decide to take action and do something out of this too sunny day. Lets’ go out (with sunglasses) and enjoy (with moderation) the Sunday sun… So you man up, suit up, clean your ears with your toothbrush and head up out in the blasting sun of Hong Kong…
And there we are out in the wild Hong Kong, hyper kids and hangover parents, heading to Stanley for a Sunday brunch. Lets face it we have no idea where to go we are just trying our luck (as we often do, now you know since you a getting to know my hyper organizational skills right?). We land in Stanley Plaza and since we are in an exploring mood, we enter the first restaurant that we see, the Stan Café which is right at the street level in Stanley Plaza Mall.
Lets be honest, its not our first time there and we usually go there for something else than the restaurant, the French Patisseries (cakes) that are just totally amazing, mouthwatering… To die for (have I made myself clear?). You can either buy them and take them home or eat them in the restaurant. Since we are the lazy and still drunken type, we settle for a table for 4 in the restaurant.
The restaurant is nice and very bright with a lot of windows. When you enter there is an old Citroen Estafette (which is also the name of a delivery service that was started by the owner before the Stan Café) like the one we would see in France when we were kids (yes I told you am an old guy already!). In the dining room you can get a nice view (from above) of the Murray House (which I described in one of my previous posts).
Sunday has a special menu with a lot of breakfast items and also some salads and pasta. We order a variety of main courses with Salmon (for me), Chicken (for the Supreme commander) Tuna salad for Monkey 1 and Pasta for Monkey 2.
The food was very good. Salad is quite simple and could maybe have a little bit more tuna in it.
Chicken was roasted and came with some boiled carrots and celery. It was very good and even though not as big as “Les fils a Maman” in terms of quantity, it was way enough for a Sunday lunch.
The salmon was very well prepared with some salmon roe in a white sauce and sitting on some fennel. Very tasty and the fennel gave this taste of French Pastis, loved it.
Finally the pasta was the most classic dish but given it was part of the kids menu, it made sense!
But, what we came for was the dessert. Now, coming for a brunch is nice but it has its flipside. You get there quite late (we finished our lunch at around 3PM) which means that the desserts have already been eaten either by the previous people or bought as take away by the people coming just for this (and I can tell you, there is a lot of people buying patisseries in there, the guys in the kitchen are working hard to provide enough!).
We had the Mille Feuille (well you can see by yourself, it’s a very light cake with layers of cream), the Chocolate mousse (that was just divine), the Éclair au Citron (not your usual Éclair!) and the…. Well actually am not sure what that was but given the time Monkey2 took to eat it, I assume it was very good!
As far as the service is concerned, we had mixed experiences there. The first time we came for a dinner (just after they opened) the service was a little below par, we had trouble getting the attention of the waiter.
However, this time service was fast and even though the main dishes took a little bit of time to come (I didn’t say it was too long, it was totally bearable and I did not need to put my threats of killing a cat to execution!), the waiter came to us to tell us we had not been forgotten and that they were still working on it. Like the attention to detail from the staff this time and seems they have ironed out things and the service is now good (bravo!)!
As for the bill here it is:
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- Wine:Not tested from my end (not recommended after a hangover right?). But we buy bottles of Rose there once in a while and they have a very good selection of those types of wines.My wife drank a glass of Rose and said it was good and fresh (luckily for a rose right?!)
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Conclusion
All in a very good and pleasant experience that required for us to go for a 2 hour walk in Stanley to burn the calories out! This is clearly a jack of all trades as you can get your morning croissant, your patisserie to take away or eat it on the spot. Strongly recommend the Tartelette au Citron (lemon cake) or the “éclair au Chocolat” (chocolate filled cake). Those two are amazing and definitely worth the money!
Advice: If you came for lunch and see a specific patisserie that you want to eat, don’t wait for the dessert to ask for it, ask the waiter to put it on the side for you so you wont be frustrated when you order later and those mouth watering patisseries are already gone!






















Ok, lets be honest; the title may be a little harsh but I just wanted to take the opportunity for a small tribute to Karl Wallinger (World Party) and his mythical (well at least for me) 























