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LE MIEL ET LA LUNE330 Cardigan Street, Carlton North. 
I saw Le Miel (FYI it means ‘honey and the moon’) featured on Broadsheet Melbourne a few weeks ago and thought it looked so irresistibly mignon that I literally went there the next day. In hindsight, their promise of dark chocolate brioche should have told me that my heart would soon be broken, but I went anyway. There gf options weren’t extensive, but they were there—they offered gluten free bread, which was ordinary.  I honestly don’t think it’s too much to ask for something other than the barely-viable mini slices of standard supermarket loaf, but the scrambled eggs were the best I’ve ever had so I can (sort of/not really) look past that.  They also had a case full of lovely petit cakes, and luckily there was a delicate flourless orange that was actually perfect (albeit small) and parfait with my coffee. 
Overall, not amazing for a coeliac, but it was so positively cute that it was worth it (but seriously, don’t go if you get upset about the lack of brioche in your life).

May 31 -

LE MIEL ET LA LUNE

330 Cardigan Street, Carlton North. 


I saw Le Miel (FYI it means ‘honey and the moon’) featured on Broadsheet Melbourne a few weeks ago and thought it looked so irresistibly mignon that I literally went there the next day. In hindsight, their promise of dark chocolate brioche should have told me that my heart would soon be broken, but I went anyway. There gf options weren’t extensive, but they were there—they offered gluten free bread, which was ordinary.  I honestly don’t think it’s too much to ask for something other than the barely-viable mini slices of standard supermarket loaf, but the scrambled eggs were the best I’ve ever had so I can (sort of/not really) look past that.  They also had a case full of lovely petit cakes, and luckily there was a delicate flourless orange that was actually perfect (albeit small) and parfait with my coffee. 


Overall, not amazing for a coeliac, but it was so positively cute that it was worth it (but seriously, don’t go if you get upset about the lack of brioche in your life).

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Melbourne, gluten free. This blog is about something I love and something I hate. I love food, and I hate being coeliac. Not being able to eat bread sucks. I can't count the amount of times I've been close to tears because 'I'm just really hungry and I just can't eat anything and I just want a sandwich!'. All I ask for is some gluten-free bread and a token flourless orange cake—and I adore it if I can find something more. Constantly prowling for gluten free anything in my lovely city MELBOURNE and I sometimes try to cook gluten free versions of delicious things that usually contain gluten. My favourite thing to do is go out for brunch and a coffee, and I'm an egg-fiend with an over-exerted sweet tooth.