There's a reason why I haven't added a feature shot of the cafe itself. It's a bloody eyesore - from front to back. But you know what they say about books, covers and judging.
If you manage to safely cross York Street (near Margaret Street), amidst the nightmare which is the bus interchange, you will find this unassuming little cafe. It looked kind of dodgy, but the umbrellas outside promised Campos (brand) beans so I figured I'd give it a try.
I was offered a friendly 'hello' as I walked past the counter and picked myself a table. Oh the tables... Let's just ponder the splendid decor f...