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Shake Your Bon - Espresso Melbourne

Shake Your Bon

I spent a healthy chunk of 2009 living in the UK. I put on a healthy chunk of weight while doing so.

I attribute this to super sandwich chain Pret A Manger and my tendency to forget to apply the cardinal rule of food consumption, ”everything in moderation”.

Pret’s sandwiches were simplistically delicious without being boring. I found it amusing that they ascribed the word barista to the person pressing the button on the filter coffee machine – small, medium or large – but bless their hearts, I was too obsessed with the place to care.

To explain why there was nothing similar in Melbourne, my theory was as follows: Melburnians are too fussy. We don’t seem as pre-packaged-inclined as the Brits, but then again maybe it was just me that didn’t feel there was anywhere in the city that could speedily offer a sandwich that wasn’t snooze-tastically boring. Ham and cheese on Wonder White? Zzzzzz.

But then there came Bon. The boys of Bon A Manger on the corner of Hardware Lane and Little Bourke are up at 3am, sourcing fresh ingredients from the market to work into original, tasty salads and sangas. Impressive no? Can the kid working the assembly line at Subway say he’s as dedicated to the freshness of your lunch as Sam (Bon’s owner), who in the course of sourcing strawberries from the market (for the deliciously child-like sandwich of baby spinach, cream cheese, sticky balsamic and strawberries) was run over by a mini market tractor? Didn’t think so.

Although I do enjoy a good sandwich, I’m not that easy to please, I need a little something extra. What’s that Sam? You’ve got a Brazilian single origin pouring from your La Marzocco machine today, with beans from Dukes Coffee? That will earn you a big tick from the coffee snobs. And me.

Sam’s bruised leg from his TAC-ad-worthy market mow-down is testament to his commitment to scouting the best of what goes between the bread, and his charming demeanour will no doubt secure him a regular legion of ladies prowling for a good looking sammy (that’s sandwich slang, not a pun…actually maybe it’s both) to brighten up the working day.

Cheers Bon, all of a sudden I’m in serious danger of piling those pounds back on if the strawberry cream-cheese sandwiches have their way.

387 Little Bourke St
Melbourne, 3000

About author
Liv Fin is a Melbourne-based professional writer with a borderline-dangerous predilection for long blacks, peanut M&Ms and book buying.

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