My parents and I have been through Hell and high waters together.
But I’m not going to get into that, I’m going to talk about the hardest conversation I’ve ever had with them.
I’m going to talk about the time I tried to explain the economic concept of ‘sunk cost.’
For those that don’t know, a sunk cost is a cost that has already been paid for and can’t be recovered e.g. non-refundable concert tickets. Once that has happened, it doesn’t matter if you go to the concert or not, the tickets have been paid for. Make sense?
It didn’t make any sense to my parents.
I was talking about how much I could eat at a buffet but how it ultimately didn’t matter as I paid the same amount whether I ate a bowl of fruit or ate seventeen plates worth of seafood.
Speaking of, my parents would’ve definitely been proud of my performance at the continental breakfast buffet at Sokyo Breakfast.
Sokyo’s one of my favourite restaurants so the fact that it took me this long to try their breakfast menu is almost criminal. Featuring classic continental breakfast favourites as well as top-tier Japanese creations, Sokyo Breakfast has a claim for the best destination to start your day.
There’s an assortment of fresh fruits that doctors tell me I should eat alongside my burgers, pizza and ramen.
I was really surprised at how much I enjoyed all the baked goods on offer. The croissants were flaky with perfect layering. They were like the food equivalent of hotel bed sheets with extra pillows and a piece of gourmet chocolate on top; just exquisite layering.
The tarts were sublime and the cruffin made me Google whether marrying pastries was legal.
Last but not least, the Danish shared all the traits of the aforementioned croissant except it was topped with yuzu. I actually whispered “I love yuzu” at the time and my dining companion was like “But I didn’t say I love you.”
Even though I love it, congee is one of those food items that I only ever have when I’m sick which means I only get to enjoy it 2-3 times a year (congee doesn’t have the same healing effect when you’re lovesick).
Luckily for me, Sokyo Breakfast has it available and I got to enjoy it without being a flu-ridden mess. It was super nourishing and I’m glad that I got to enjoy spoonful upon spoonful whilst still being able to breathe through my nose.
I wish everyday started with a piping hot pork fillet nestled in between white bread with the crusts cut off. I loved how comforting these sandwiches were; they reminded me of a simpler time where I looked forward to getting a sandwich out of my blue lunch box, eating, then playing handball or cops & robbers.
The condiments in play (mayo and tonkotsu sauce) really elevate the pork to the point where I truly believe that pigs can fly.
So good it’s worth flying to Sydney for (this one’s for my 12 readers in Amsterdam).
No better way to get your day underway than to sea-food placed in front of you.
And what glorious food it is.
Generous amounts of seafood, flavoursome rice straight outta Hokkaido and crunchy bits of cucumber and bean sprouts of texture make up one of the best rice bowls ever. Topped off with a soft boiled egg and you’ve got yourself a dish so rice that you’ll want to order it twice.
Here’s the TL;DR for everyone else who didn’t know Sokyo served breakfast:
- I highly recommend trying booking beforehand, I did a walk-in and was forced to take my shirt off just for the chance a table would be made available for me. Ok, I made the taking my shirt off part up but still.
- I would also like to take the chance to deny all rumours about me being spotted filling up an esky with croissants from the buffet. The guy just happened to look like me and own the same sweater.
- Sokyo Breakfast, more like bestfest. Am I right?
Sokyo Breakfast, Pyrmont
Level G, The Darling
The Star, 80 Pyrmont Street
Open 7 days: 7:00am to 10:30am