It was with rather high hopes that my gang of four set out for Mimolette. I wasn’t really sure what to expect but based on the gallery at their website, I was anticipating our brunch there too.
Mimolette is deep within the grassy greens in the Bukit Timah region, where one finds many cool watering-holes and classy dining. It’s in the Old Turf Club region, next to the Fairways Saddle Club. To get there, drive through Eng Neoh which is one of the exits off the PIE and turn into this rather nondescript entrance with an old weathered signboard for the riding club.
Right off the beaten track, it sure is!
Expect a fair number of cars parked out front of a white cosy looking cottage with an outdoors siting area surrounded by loads of greenery. A raintree (I think) forms a beautiful umbrella over the entire setup. It’s also got lanterns hanging from it’s branches. I think it might be quite romantic at night.
Mimolette serves what they call ‘American fare with a firm grounding in French’, which didn’t make any sense to me. But that doesn’t matter, what you taste is probably more important. Brunch is quite an elaborate affair there, as you can see from the menu. It ranges from simple ‘Farmer’s Breakfast’ consisting of eggs (done your way), bacon/ham/bratwurst and beans. Pity though, it should have had a side of greens. We also had the Eggs Benedict, omelettes (your choice of filling) and SCONES. That is the magical FIVE-letter word there. It was scrumptious. A scone, with side of whipped cream with berries, and homemade preserves (berry and marmalade). All for just 3 dollars. (It’s probably the cheapest thing on the menu.) The other items cost at least 20 bucks.
It would have been a great experience, rivalling that of PS Cafe @ Dempsey’s if not for the appalling service there. Seriously, for such a classy place, I’d expect their service to be better than the average service you get at… say… any average Western-food serving place. But to some extent, the staff’s mannerisms were worse than that of your average cafes / fast food.
It was obvious that the staff were unfamiliar with the food. They come up with us and say, here’s your ‘ABC’ when we had ordered DEF. That’s fine, I mean, pple do get their orders wrong but the offputting bit was when he came back and say, oh yea, this is actually the DEF. -.- I can see the doubt on my friend’s face as she got her order. But we checked, at least it contained the same ingredients as described in the menu.
The most horrifying was when I got my omeletter of ham and mushroom and dug into it with gusto, only to reveal CORN. OMH HORRIFYING CORN. I really detest corn to the point of declaring an allergy to it (but I eat popcorn and tortilla). Turned out it’s supposed to be my other friend’s order. Waved and waved and waved till the Highness our waiter decided to come over and told him about how I did not order corn in my omelette. He went to the Empress-Dowager his supervisor who decided that ‘oh sorry miss, that should be your friend’s order,’ and she proceeded to attempt to put the half eaten omelette in front of my friend!
How disgustingly unhygienic and unprofessional is that manz… Goodness!
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