Another fast morning made breakfast happen after leaving home, my prefered place for that transcendental first bite of the day. Luckily we had a sunny sky, what made the abdication an easier one. And I must say that, being tea my first choice, this country has provided the best coffee moments I have ever had in my entire life. Today wasn't an exception, and I had to ask for a second flat white.
Our destination in Surry Hills was packed, but just a minute after we arrived a table was available for us. I hadn't been there in months, after my first Single Origin coffee with Gotaro, who proposed to meet over there. In this second exploration I decided to try their strawberry muffin, which ended up being a fantastic choice, even if the rhubarb one was extremely tempting.
I'm not sure I would call this a real breakfast, but it certainly was an enjoyable way to start functioning. The space itself, which is not tremendously generous, also helped activating a few senses still dormant at that early time of the day. Those intriguing faces on the wall were kind of entertaining.
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