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.
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.
Newton Dee Café
Only upon arrival I realised it was a community centre… I wasn’t deterred, however (although I did adjust my taste expectations) because the place had a charming feel about it – reminding me of summer camp retreat…
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…
A Black Spot 