So, I’m going to a meeting at Sydney Town Hall and I’m dying for a coffee beforehand. I even have my KeepCup. I’ve planned for this. Walking up Kent Street, there’s a tiny corridor, the back entrance to Regent Place, and there’s a fellow waiting for coffee, and another two having a pastry and I think: this is it.
It seemed a shame to put a lid on my KeepCup. Lately, I’ve been getting a number of variations on the latte heart, but that classic rosetta with about 10 or 12 leaves: oh, it amuses me so. And look how cool this place is: pop culture, fun, vibrant, and a t-shirt to match. They’ve been around for about three years, I think and I see that Joel Newman, who served me, claims this as the smallest café in the CBD at just 7 square metres. His off-sider was whipping up a pan of brownies while I waited for my latte.
Go for the novelty or the good coffee.