Despite this crowding, Micky's is the kind of laid-back place you just don't see very often on Oxford Street. The menu presents down-to-earth kinds of items, wholesome even.* The staff are casual and friendly, and don't give The Look that is usually given to solo diners in busy food spots.
*I couldn't put that sentence out there with some modification. Micky's has possibly the largest dessert menu I have ever seen. I think their range of sweets rivals even boutique chocolate stores like Haigh's. One entire page is devoted to sundaes. They also offer an alcoholic milkshake called Toblerone. It's made with cream and drizzled with chocolate fudge. They offer pop rocks as an extra, for crying out loud. I had a hard time steering away from the sweets on offer, but I gritted my teeth and did it.
The full menu is extensive. On offer are a huge range of breakfast and dinner options, from eggs on toast to salads, burgers, pizzas, pastas and a whole page of Mexican offerings. I stick to the breakfast menu and order the rolled-oat muesli.
I was expecting to be disappointed with my boring choice. The table of women to my left were in celebration mode and have chosen to treat themselves to pizzas and Tex Mex. When my oaty concoction arrives it's not the horse-feed I'm expecting but a kind of fruit salad that's been garnished with yoghurt and oats. It stands proud in a glass bowl. It's a little bit beautiful.
Micky's is the kind of place that doesn't promise fancy but somehow delivers. It's a down-to-earth kids wonderland of a place. I will definitely be going back there.