Not many places draw a queue at 11am, but Kopapa is already packed out when we arrive on Saturday morning. It’s worth a short wait though – fifteen minutes later we’re sat at the bar about to tuck into one of the finest brunches in Central.
There’s a whopping 19 dishes to choose from on the brunch menu, excluding sides and platters. I wavered incessantly but was ecstatic with my chorizo hash when it arrived. A thing of beauty, the hash came with 2 runny fried eggs (no crispy base, I hate that shit) covered in sriracha chilli sauce, topped with crispy shallots, and served with a good portion of rocket.
The hash was great in itself, but mixed with the egg yolks and the chili sauce, and with that sharp rocket thrown in, I was in bloody brunch heaven. Hell of a portion too. I wasn’t hungover but can imagine it could make a Bloody Mary wholly redundant.
H’s banana French toast came with crispy grilled bacon and orange blossom labne (drained yoghurt cheese), drizzled in a tamarind raisin relish & orange vanilla syrup. Another expertly balanced dish, the banana flavour wasn’t too strong but perfectly complimented by the salty bacon, sour tamarind and sweet syrup.
I’m pretty sure this is the best brunch I’ve had in London so far. Kopopa has all the classics on offer but really smashes it when putting its trademark fusion into the mix, throwing in flavours from the Middle and Far East. The coffee is also top notch. Book a table to make sure you get seated, and eat as much as your body will allow you.
32-34 Monmouth St, Covent Garden, WC2H 9HA