Epicured hides right in the centre of Liverpool. Like many of the city's more tucked away spaces, finding it feels a bit like being let it on a secret and it really satisfied my inner hipster. Inside the small shop, we were greeted with an array of bright coloured, 90s-esque memorabilia. The chained up nutella jar, walls of denim and tied up mickey mouse were all a little bit of a shock to the senses at first but it all felt surprisingly welcoming and comfortable. If I'm visiting anywhere that serves food and drink, I want to feel at ease, like I won't be rushed to leave. With its general relaxed attitude, large fluffy cushions and stacks of trendy magazines and books spread across the tables, Epicured definitely felt like somewhere I could happily spend a whole afternoon reading or catching up with friends.
I was worried when we first arrived, as we’d hoped to catch the brunch menu but were actually ten minutes too late. I was pretty hungry at this point and getting a little bit upset we might not have time to revisit later in the week, but, the staff were more than happy to still let us choose a breakfast. They responded so calmly and intuitively, it felt a bit silly having asked in the first place.
Dave went for a frittata (prompting a long and discussion about the differences between a fritatta and omelette as well as whether or not either needed to involve cheese - the right answer is of course that everything should involve cheese but that’s an issue for another time). The new potato, bacon and spring onion frittata (£6) came served in a cute little iron skillet and looked absolutely amazing. There was plenty of filling and the eggs were really light and fluffy. This was also served with a slice of toast and butter. I've recently seen Epicured's bread is supplied by one of my all time favourite eateries in the city The Little Macaron Shop. Local independents all supporting each other gets a big thumbs up from me here and it's also lovely to see even more growth from the macaron team who have had an amazing year.
Dave, on the other hand, went for a slice of rocky road salami which was full of sensory surprises. At first glance this seems like your standard rocky road, something I've never been too excited by but amongst all the usual chocolate, marshmallow and nuts was a selection of fruity jelly beans and other sweets. This summed up Epicured for me pretty perfectly, feeling like an adult dessert but with a childlike sense of fun and abandon.
**Epicured did not know that I would be reviewing them and all opinions are my own.