Keyword results: Coffee
Read this slowly, god knows it took us a while to digest. This is a l-i-c-e-n-s-e-d cafe. On O-x-f-o-r-d S-t-r-e-e-t. Where you will a-c-t-u-a-l-l-y want to stay a while.
As its neighbours dance at light speed, Falconer quietly cruises through coffee (morning) and wine (evening) accompanied by a tasting plate (any time).
No longer are Pigeons just rats of the sky, soilers of courtyards and guttering cooers. They now brew a decent flat white, chat to you over breakfast and are seriously dog friendly.
Pigeon Coffee is what you would describe as a ‘hole in the wall' establishment. In a space smaller than a toilet block, the café manages to squish coffees, juices, muffins, meals, three tables, a bench, a dog and a slab of Astroturf.
The ultimate nerd dream goes something like this:
1. Infiltrate others with chosen obsession
2. Train and prime the masses
3. Gather new army
4. Sit for hours talking about said obsession
In Balmain, this dream is in action. All the better for us, because it involves coffee. Executed in a warm, nooked, muffin-filled space, the hatted kids of TLM make coffee, sell coffee and teach coffee.
A stereotypical analogical writer faced with a Greek-run family business would look no farther than Con the Fruiterer for wordy inspiration. His dysfunctional family made up of a multiplicity of similar-sounding daughters, was a pin-up for late ‘80s comedy - and enough to make any level-headed entrepreneur say NO to working with their brethren.
Martin Luther King had a dream. I had two: one involved wearing a g-string to my 2012 Oscar acceptance speech, the other; a cute-as-pie boutique/coffee shop (that spins old vinyl, bakes homemade muffins and makes the best coffee in Bondi) opening barefoot distance from my office/apartment/crack den.
If you get a green light on Cleveland at Elizabeth Street, Rosie’s will appear but a piglet-pink blur as you drive past. If you get a red light, you might notice it looks like a giant has dropped a cupcake in between the fridge and the wall. The hole-in-the-wall coffee and cake outlet is the ultimate ‘in between’ space.
Remember when you were first allowed to hold a cup of red cordial? (Two hands please). You felt lucky. Then you were allowed to hold a cup with one hand, and finally you became privileged enough to hold a real glass. Well done you.
However, you probably haven't had any drinking achievements to be proud of for a while, and it's here that the magically large glasses at Wine and Espresso Bar can help to reinstate the privilege.
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