Speaking of religion at the dinner table can be risky, but bear with me in this review, as it puts my next coffee venture in context.
Category: Local
Gumblossom
Upon placing my order I saw the barista pour the espresso first, before the milk was ready – a big no-no in my book. I was still giving her the benefit of the doubt as I admired the cookie display – there were quite a few creative options to choose from, but I refrained (even if the mini stroopwafel was calling to me).
Cookie Cult
You have probably already gathered my expectations were low… but once my brain really registered the taste, I realised it was absolutely lovely!
GROUND Bike and Coffee
It was a big cup when it arrived, but the colour of the concoction – sans latte art – took me back to Perth, so I dove in eagerly… and emerged burnt and disappointed.
Clap Ka-fe
About half of the tables were taken and there was a small queue at the counter – difficult to decipher where it started or ended as the patrons here were relaxed and unrushed. Neither was I, so I took my time admiring the sweets selection, which called for attention: Japanese-inspired flavours of pastries and cakes beautifully presented and substantial in size despite their obvious Insta-appeal…
Cafe Moyo
I’m pretty sure my eyes shone when I picked up the earthenware cup – the look of the drink… gave me a very good feeling. Not as good as the first sip though – nor the subsequent ones, for that matter.
A Black Spot 