My God, it’s impossible to keep up with what’s cool. One day it’s converted warehouses in industrial suburbs with tattooed baristas and a roaster our the back; the next it’s…Kew? What the hell is going on?
A strange and interesting cavernous space that felt like a house party I just happened to wander in to, not knowing any of the guests but really enjoying myself regardless…. That’s what I got from 1000 £ Bend.
Long before it opened there was Twitter chatter about a new cafe and roaster opening in Hawthorn. Then May finally brought Axil into the world and Hawthorn got a whole lot cooler. And smarter.
There was a little Melbourne mule who lived down a lane. It ate cheap, delicious food and it rode a bike and was thus quite an impressive Little Mule.
Rap v Rosettas. What’s cooler? If you were at Market Lane for Rosettas For Relief to raise money for Japan, the answer was clear. Rosettas rule this city’s streets and lanes.
In this bustling bit of Balaclava, the Bikini Blowout Benedict beckons… along with other alliterated deliciousness.
Close your eyes and take yourself back to the days of visiting Gran/Nan/Nonna’s house when you were little… Now picture it with the ol’ duck making killer coffees.
There’s nothing quite like being transported back to a happy place in your memory… sometimes it’s a song, a smell, a colour, a cafe…
So you have my do’s and don’ts, whether you’re a humble waiter or hungry customer. I may be right, I may be wrong. But I still always try to be nice.
Richmond is almost getting too cool. The Royal Saxon’s trendy, new next-door neighbour serves up awesome breaky, pours great coffee and lets you suck it all up in a space that gives the Saxon’s interior a run for its money.