Troy McNaughtonFlatlining flat whites... Find the Elixir!
April 25th 2006 10:02
#1 on my birthday list, in case you're wondering...
"One more cup, and it's a hoo-wup sha-wup for me!"
This week I want to enlighten you all to the more affordable end of Strand shopping - lunch at Cafe Elixir!
This, of course, means you will have to order your iced coffee with skim milk, but it's a small sacrifice for the cafe WITHOUT the queue for sandwiches. This is not because they suck, but because they have more seating than you'd expect and possibly because they don't appear to do takeaway sandwiches. This is not lunch ala desk - so workaholics can stop reading now - but a great place for an affordable sit-down meal in the centre of the central business district!
Again, they do a mean smoked salmon sandwich that is wholly satisfying. Again, stay away from the chai - it's that powdered rubbish. Elixir's coffee has never let me down, and it's one place I do always order strong cappuccinos from.
Also, they stay open til 6pm during the week (at least Thursdays... hm, will check that) putting them a dishrack slot above the punters who shut up at 5pm.
On that note, I wanted to have coffee with a friend who lives on the North Shore on Sunday afternoon and you couldn't get a coffee for love or money.
I even tried flattery - which might get you everywhere but you'll still be sitting there with a cold, empty, mug-shaped hand.
Brewhaha in Hornsby closed at 4pm; the Red Leaf Cafe in Wahroonga closed at 5pm; the Pymble Cafe (by this stage I was getting desperate - think stationside - this place is ordinary if homey) wasn't even answering their phone. It's not like it was Easter Sunday either!
Anyway, Luxe is under half management (the previous business partner pulled out) but the change of name to Elixir fills me with optimism that it will only improve. It's not a place to go with big groups, but to be alone without being alone, to people watch, to chat, to be amongst the city rat race whilst feeling superior at your sit-down lunch, it's a pearl.
And now.......
A guy and a girl are going out. They quite like each other. But they go to a party and our old friend Vodka gets in the way, meddling harpie that she is. They have an argument about something really stupid, like who makes the other feel more wanted, valued and respected, or whose parents are more hostile.
The next morning, after crashing in their clothes, the girl feels like she's slept in a bikini full of sand. She rolls over and sees the guy gazing into her eyes contently. She also sees little brown grains of she-doesn't-know-what all over the bed.
Seeing her confused face, her loving boyfriend sings to her:
"There's nothing better than waking up with Fulgers in your cup!"
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Comment by Lia
Alas, I sympathise with both your coffee-finding woes and failed video-link-insertion.
But what does the loving boyfriend sing!