Coco Momo

Gluten-Free Delights with Stunning Service

Upon wandering into the quaint jewel that is Coco Momo, it's hard not to feel as though you've unearthed one of Kensington’s best-kept secrets—ironically, alongside half the neighborhood who seem to have caught wind of its allure too. Judging from the spirited smiles of fellow brunchers and tumblers clinking well past breakfast, this establishment has etched itself as a staple for mornings turned indolent afternoons. While initially feeling more alleyway pub than vibrant café, the back of the restaurant opens into a brighter gastronomical promise. The menu, while sprawling wider than the Thames, boasts the charms of hearty English breakfasts where poached eggs luxuriate with salmon, all washed down with vibrant juices made freshly squeezed as if by an eager maiden of yore.

What sets Coco Momo decidedly apart is its imposing dedication to inclusivity without the usual half-hearted attempt. Here, the gluten-free variations—most appreciated in their stellar fish and chips—sing a surprising harmony, no-less achieved without the rubbery dances most venues accomplish. The enthusiastic staff deserves menus scribbled in poetry for their commendable service amidst gallivanting about like caffeinated fairies attending brunches of sentimental significance. Are there flaws? Yes, occasional bum notes echo in poorly timed meals and sporadic surliness interception attempts by management, but these are flecks easily forgiven when greeted by the still-warm aura surrounding such an inexplicably warming place. It emerges then, within its hive-buzz assertive yet pleasant charm, as much more than a local haunt but a merry confluence of all appetites brought under one rafter. — Penelope Savory