Olive and Oil Mount Pleasant — Restaurant in Western Australia

As a self-proclaimed brunch aficionado and Mount Pleasant local, it's almost sacrilegious to admit I hadn't graced Olive and Oil with my presence until this random Saturday. But lo and behold, the day arrived, and I ventured forth to this cafe amidst the concrete jungle of ongoing construction (excellent views of a traffic cones and hard hats included).

Seated with the finesse of a ballet dancer by a window with a front-row seat to the symphony of jackhammers, I eagerly perused the menu, my gaze landing on the French toast. It was a sight to behold, an edible masterpiece too captivating for mere consumption.

With the swift precision of a social media ninja, I captured the art on my plate, adding a filter that screamed "Eat your heart out, followers!" The French toast was a triumph of aesthetics, the Mona Lisa of brunch dishes, leaving me to wonder if perhaps I should have just framed it rather than consume it.

But consume it I did, and that's where our love story turned into a bit of a soggy Shakespearean tragedy. The syrup, while sweet as a siren's song, was also the downfall of this crispy confection, rendering it a mushy mess quicker than you can say "pass the napkins." As for taste, well, let's just say it wouldn't be headlining any of my culinary daydreams—unremarkable, though not entirely unpleasant. Four stars for the toast's agent, the food stylist; alas, the taste itself fell a bit flat.

The coffee, a steamy cup of déjà brew, was just like any other coffee—reliable, comforting, but unlikely to spark a caffeine revolution. Service, on the other hand, was impressively speedy, a welcome surprise that made me ponder if they were perhaps fueled by their own robust roasts.

Olive and Oil's French toast might not have made my taste buds tango, but it did perform a respectable waltz. It's a solid 3.5-star experience for this famished first-timer. I'm willing to give these culinary choreographers another twirl before I bid adieu to the neighborhood. Who knows? Perhaps next time, the performance will be worthy of a...

I live just down the road and have come to this cafe a few times when friends visit. After finishing my half marathon, I decided to treat myself and brought my friends here. I paid just under $30 for the “big breakfast” and $8.50 for a glass of orange juice. I was shocked to receive one piece of toast, half of a cheese sausage? and a single piece of bacon. The rest of the plate had just a few veggies and two eggs—nothing special and definitely not worth the price.

I asked politely for another piece of toast and instead of a simple yes or no, was told “that’s the way it comes” the waiter hesitantly brought me another slice of toast … but made sure to let me know I was expecting too much. My post run nausea kicked in, so I purchased a take away box to have my food later. I was given a box with dried food stuck to the inside. At this point I just wanted to go home and sleep. While paying for my box the cashier reminded me again the extra slice of toast was a one off. At this point I would have rather been charged for the extra slice of toast and been treated with some decency. After bringing a group of people, ordering many drinks and dishes I really was shocked at how stingy this cafe was. To make matters worse an employee even chased me out of the cafe just to re explain the toast situation. It was humiliating, patronising, and totally uncalled for. For a suburb like Mount Pleasant, I was embarrassed to have this cafe be affiliated with my area. Whether it’s the economy or not, there’s no excuse for this level of cheap service and lack of care. The owner’s responses to negative reviews are disgraceful. Instead of owning up to mistakes, they lash out at customers with defensive comments. It’s embarrassing to see, and honestly makes the whole place...

I came in on the 21st December (Saturday) with my wife and baby to enjoy the holidays. Everything was going great, food came out in a timely manner and was good. That was until towards the end I realised the coffee order was wrong. It was a mocha instead of a long macchiato. I went up to the counter, thinking it was a simple mistake as the cafe was busy and that there’s no harm done. The lady who said she would replace it was nice and said no worries we will replace it. It should be a simple solution right? But was I wrong!

The lady who originally took the order from my wife was adamant my wife was wrong and that my wife ordered a Mocha. Mind you, the coffee was for me as I asked my wife to order food and drinks as I was looking after the baby. I have never in our 7yrs together asked my wife for a mocha, always a long macchiato. I always thought, even if there was a mistake by the customer, as the owner/staff, arguing over 50c worth of milk and coffee is not the way to make customers happy. It’s not like it was over a large bill, literally one bloody coffee. She came over personally and told my wife that she was wrong and that she ordered a mocha. Is that really worth it? Especially during the holiday season where everyone should be in a good mood! Great work employing your staff...