Where to get the BEST toasties in Perth
Why is stuff between two slices of bread so damn good? This is the question you will be pondering as you tuck into one of the excellent sandwiches in the delightful cafe in Fremantle's West End.
The kimchi and cheese is a particular favourite with kimchi, provolone, cheddar and swiss cheese, and given a little extra kick with kimchi salt. Out of this world.
Or maybe you're more inclined towards the roasted mushroom toastie with bechamel and mozzarella. We're hungry just thinking about it.
Myaree At Home Coffee Co. Credit: Instagram
If you are after comfort food with a twist (and really good coffee), then this slick cafe has you covered.
It is known for its excellent selection of toasties, including the classic ham and cheese and the nori and cheese, in addition to an menu full of drool-worthy Japanese-inspired cafe dishes like mushroom congee. The coffee is damn fine, too.
Perth and Victoria Park Toastface grillah. Credit: supplied / supplied
There is nothing wrong with perfecting a classic and that's what this much loved sandwich spot has done.
Since first opening its doors in 2013, Toastface has slung out more melted cheese toasties than most of us have had hot dinners.
Its classic - a grilled cheddar cheese for an extremely reasonable $6 - is a prime example of why sometimes basic is best.
Fremantle Little Sister Cheese Toastie. Credit: Instagram
We all know and love Kakulas Sister, so it's worth getting to know Little Sister, a deli that started out as a counter inside the beloved international grocer before branching out next door.
Pop in for some bougie cheese, or charuterie, and while you're at it, grab a cheese toastie for lunch.
Its classic involves eight cheeses, free range ham, onion jam and French butter. Delicious.
Woodlands Oh So Deli. Credit: Facebook
These guys know sandwich.
From their chicken katsu sanger (yum) to their crispy Korean Chicken covered in gochujang and honey glaze (double yum) the worst thing about this place is choosing what to order.
And if you're like 'that's all very well, but what's their toastie game like', the answer is: strong.
Think smoked pastrami brisket with sauerkraut, swiss cheese, pickles and mustard. Or smoked ham, mojo pork swiss cheese, spicy pickles, pickled pinapple, jalapeno with honey mustard aioli. All toasted for a delicious winter lunch.
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