END Of KING

At the southern tip of King Street, this airy Newtown corner turns out serious Asian-inflected brunch plates with zero pretension. Locals flock in for the towering double barramundi burger—crisp-fried fillets stacked tall over tartare that practically require dismantling to eat. The kitchen backs up the chatter with tom yum crab pasta, scallop noodles in miso bisque, and charred wagyu breakfast steaks. Between the steady morning buzz and dogs lounging on the pavement, drinks hold their own: aromatic pandan cold brews and iced tiramisu lattes poured alongside reliable espresso. A slice of soft-baked Basque cheesecake rounds out the table.