The church bells were ringing as I took my first sip. The marriage of bean, atmosphere and myself. I came here first with a musician friend of mine and he saw a girl he had recently slept with and not called back inside, it could have been awkward but his sheer charisma saved the day. And we all drank coffee and stuff. I’ve come here several times since. Everyone here has intentional hair and jumpers and so on. I cut my hair myself over the sink yesterday. I ordered Kalita Wave today, I haven’t tried it before, it’s not my favourite but the depts of black coffee are still new ground for me. I worked as a barista but spent the whole time learning how to make a flat white, that was at art school. This is real life. To sum up I’d describe the drink as- receptive, forgiving, Dark, mild, with a taste of gravy and cat food and iron. This isn’t a complaint bean is bean is bean. If it were a human I think we’d get along well as we would both dislike the same stuff. This black liquid knows what it is and what it isn’t. Hats are a thing here also, if you like hats and a good cup of brown then come on down. Feels very, you know...but the coffees good so I don’t mind. Doesn’t feel like the kind of place to meet ‘the one’ but possibly a good place to meet potential collaborators on music, ceramics and so on.
Our first coffee of the day was with the Gentleman Baristas and we were impressed with the place and the coffee. Late in the day we had coffee at Monmouth that just shaded the taste at Gentleman, but the layout and staff of Gentleman were the most impressive of the three shops we tried. If was also the only shop to provide sit down customers with proper piccolo glasses.
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