Imagine your typical biker. Most likely a he, about 120 kilos plus and built like a reinforced brick wall. Add in the long hair, and the leather gear (at the least the leather jacket). And then there’s the bike, a roaring Harley Davidson or a feast-your-eyes chopper. Who doesn’t love bikers?
And so imagine my delight when my wife declared one weekend morning, “we are heading to the Bikers Cafe!” While I’m not a biker, I was looking forward to the breakfast menu. Bikers Cafe is the only place I’ve come across where there’s a full local Emirati breakfast on offer. Me and the wife arrived at the Bikers Cafe which is within walking distance of Mercato Mall on Jumeirah Road fairly late in the morning at 10.30am. While the place itself wasn’t too hard to spot (look for a motorbike on the pavement), the first surprise was the lack of bikers at the cafe. We were greeted by a sea of white and black and I’d found where the local community comes on a weekend for their breakfast and Chai Kerak.
After grabbing a table (warning – on the weekend be prepared to wait for a seat) we poured over the menu and plumped for a Royal Breakfast which is apparently called so after a local VIP ordered the dish. While the price, at 180 Dirhams for the two of us without drinks, was excessive the dish featured all the local favourites which I love from Bahrain. Khameer, traditional bread which is often spiced with saffron and cardamon, was on the plate, as was Chebab, a small pancake I always associate with Scotch pancakes.
And then there was Balaleet, which simply put is a vermicelli and egg omelet which is a favourite (no one does this better than my mother-in-law), and Nakhee or spiced chickpeas and fuul beans. I also spotted raqaq, a paper-thin unleavened bread, and Emirati crepes also known as Mahalla. We sampled a date flour mixture which I know well from Saudi.
The cherry on top for both of us was the Chai Kerak – a mixture of sugar, tea, milk and cardamon – which was exquisite. However, we are both used to drinking Kerak from a paper cup rather than crockery. And again, the prices weren’t cheap at about 20 Dirhams a serving (I always pay a couple of Dirhams in Bahrain for the privilege).
While the food was undoubtedly worth a trip to Jumeirah, I think that most of the crowd were there to do a spot of modeling. If you’re looking to people watch and understand more about the local community then the Bikers Cafe is the place for you (you can check out the website and the menu here). As for me I’m looking forward to heading back to Bahrain to enjoy a local Bahraini breakfast at a fraction of the price.