I admit that I am a picky man, particularly when it comes to coffee. However, like all whimsical irritants, my tastes constantly change. At times I like or hate all of the following: burnt, sour, smooth, sweet, bitter, milky, black. And if I don’t like it for some reason, I do what any food blogger worth any salt would do. Make something up.
Cute little ticked away space. Beautiful creamy coffee available. Not surprising. These people are Australians and they know their stuff. Recommended.
This is a nice find. Tucked away off Great Eastern Street, it oozes calm and collectiveness. The clue is in the name, it is a wee coffeefest hub. Some great blends partnered with tasting notes. A clued up Shoreditch cool team knock up your coffees and brews. The decor has a contemporary Scandinavian clean feel to it. Folk sit, meet and chat quietly. Not good for a private chat, I was doing an interview here, but a nice spot to settle for a caffeine boost if you are a consultant type with no regular home.
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