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Hazel CastilloA place to call our own
September 13th 2006 06:34
Our Favourite Cafes
What makes a favourite cafe truly a favourite cafe? Is it the coffee brewing technique? - no two cafes are alike. Is it the other available menu items? Or perhaps it's the friendly wait staff and atmosphere? Or maybe it's just the pleasure of finding a special hole in the wall to call your own.
I overheard the patron on the phone sitting beside me yesterday quip: "I'm just indulging on a coffee at my favourite cafe...across from the Dowling Centre."
The cafe in question, Bambini, located at 299 Elizabeth St, its entrance on Liverpool St, just opposite the Dowling Centre. A true hole in the wall with a single outdoor chair setting and a few stools lined up along the window, bambini serves Calima Coffee, self described as "The richest coffee in the world."
They have a good country vegetable soup too.
The man who claimed the cafe to be his favourite sat beside me with a single pastry and a cup of joe, carefully poring over a newspaper. He sat there for 30 minutes, interrupted once by a single phone call, before returning to his sanctuary. He smiled politely at the waitress that took away his plates but offered no sign of recognition nor desire to be known.
Maybe that's all we really need from our favourite cafes, a place of peaceful anonymity and nothing more.
What makes a favourite cafe truly a favourite cafe? Is it the coffee brewing technique? - no two cafes are alike. Is it the other available menu items? Or perhaps it's the friendly wait staff and atmosphere? Or maybe it's just the pleasure of finding a special hole in the wall to call your own.
I overheard the patron on the phone sitting beside me yesterday quip: "I'm just indulging on a coffee at my favourite cafe...across from the Dowling Centre."
The cafe in question, Bambini, located at 299 Elizabeth St, its entrance on Liverpool St, just opposite the Dowling Centre. A true hole in the wall with a single outdoor chair setting and a few stools lined up along the window, bambini serves Calima Coffee, self described as "The richest coffee in the world."
They have a good country vegetable soup too.
The man who claimed the cafe to be his favourite sat beside me with a single pastry and a cup of joe, carefully poring over a newspaper. He sat there for 30 minutes, interrupted once by a single phone call, before returning to his sanctuary. He smiled politely at the waitress that took away his plates but offered no sign of recognition nor desire to be known.
Maybe that's all we really need from our favourite cafes, a place of peaceful anonymity and nothing more.
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