I thought it fitting to begin my blog on the same note as I begin my day; with coffee!
Living in Melbourne, whether you like it or not you will be subjected to the cult of a good coffee. Some people are experts, some people pretend to be experts, and others just pretend to like the stuff to avoid the outburst of “What!? You don’t drink coffee? Why!?”
Luckily I was already a drinker before I moved to this glorious city so my task was thankfully only having to find a good brew, as opposed to those poor people who have to develop tatebuds for the perfect combination of bitter, creamy, sweet or sour, milky goodness, nay greatness!
My search began on Lygon St. And I tell you, it was complete torture! Hint: sarcasm. From the top end’s Ti Amo (always tastes better in a takeaway cup for some reason), to University Cafe’s standard, solid and constantly reliable cup, I was always spoilt for choice along Lygon and more often than not, would have more than one on a simple 15 minute walk down the iconic street.
From Carlton, I moved onto Greensborough cafe’s – and have nothing positive to report, except for the nearby coffee places at LaTrobe University where the quality was still average, but maybe in a haste to impress me, the barista always remembered my order. (That was during my capuccino days.)
Blissfully then, I stumbled into the St Kilda coffee precint and it is safe to say, I’m yet to look back. The delicious smell of Leroy Espresso lured me out of curiousity to order my first of what was to be many, many lattes. From extra strong, to a long macchiato (for a wanker friend of mine, I’m sorry to report), they rarely dissapointed, regardless of the barista on duty, and one soon learnt the different artists’ styles. My favourite coffee was from my favourite Leroy personality – the largest of them all with the ever-changing hairstyles and permanent happy disposition.
Fate then had it that a friend of a friend bought a space on Blessington St and opened Little One Espresso. Initially we all started going to support the new business, but the coffe skills of the 22yr old owner Jess, made us stay. $3 for a fantastic blend of perfect milk and a great balance of bitter-y espresso is the most reasonable value for money I’ve encountered in all my time in Melbourne. (Note: Coffe HQ at the train stations, particularly Spencer St – lift your game, 4.20 for a rubbish experience is bad business!)
So there you have it – my caramel coloured coffee life – sometimes rich, other times weak and unbalanced.
Welcome to Melbourne!
- Grace. x
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