Troy McNaughtonWho's got time for the daily grind?
March 28th 2006 10:50
"Coffee leads men to trifle away their time, scald their chops, and spend their money, all for a little base, black, thick, nasty, bitter, stinking nauseous puddle water.”
-- The Women's Petition Against Coffee, 1674
It’s a place where the smells - not just of coffee but also of bacon and eggs, blueberry bagels and kooky blended fruity healthy drinks – comfortably overcome the stench of bohemia and Redfern alleyways and the memories of the seeing eye dog that always needs to expel last night’s dinner at the same point of its morning walk. This walk has always been too early in the morning for eye-witness accounts (it’s a student area), but so the rumour goes – did you know the poor little bastards are trained to keep walking rather than stop and do their business in a dignified fashion on someone’s front lawn?
But Café Ella on Abercrombie Street in Redfern is defending animal rights (though not specifically the right to relieve oneself while stationary) by allowing the well behaved ones to join their owners in enjoying the sun, watching the riff-raff and the freaks and geeks stumble by on their way to class.
It’s not a dog café by any stretch of the imagination, in fact the canine clientele are not as reliable as their human counterparts, but it’s a good indication of the laid-back and accommodating ethos here. It’s a happy wedding, methinks, between Inner-West indie organicism and CBD good quality food and service.
Sit amongst whatever solid, comforting wooden furniture inside or ad hoc backyard style outside table you can find that isn’t already occupied by readers, chatters and people watchers.
Take in the bare walls and open kitchen and realise that it doesn’t look stark and modernist, but it’s actually a smart use of shoe-box shaped space. And they have somehow smuggled into the country a winning recipe for home brew chai tea – spicy and chunky and made with milk instead of water. Who knows what all those healthy looking clumps are at the bottom of the pot, all I can tell you is that I was feeling pretty damn smug about my situation this morning over chai and a pumpkin and ricotta muffin toasted with some butter.
Contented. Comfortable. Complacent. In fact I was falling asleep from sheer relaxed bliss.
And that was despite the indie CD playing at that level that patrons over forty might be inclined to call loud.
Remember guys, listen to Hell’s Grannies: make tea not war.
Cafe Ella can be found at 366 Abercrombie St, Redfern
-- The Women's Petition Against Coffee, 1674
It’s a place where the smells - not just of coffee but also of bacon and eggs, blueberry bagels and kooky blended fruity healthy drinks – comfortably overcome the stench of bohemia and Redfern alleyways and the memories of the seeing eye dog that always needs to expel last night’s dinner at the same point of its morning walk. This walk has always been too early in the morning for eye-witness accounts (it’s a student area), but so the rumour goes – did you know the poor little bastards are trained to keep walking rather than stop and do their business in a dignified fashion on someone’s front lawn?
But Café Ella on Abercrombie Street in Redfern is defending animal rights (though not specifically the right to relieve oneself while stationary) by allowing the well behaved ones to join their owners in enjoying the sun, watching the riff-raff and the freaks and geeks stumble by on their way to class.
It’s not a dog café by any stretch of the imagination, in fact the canine clientele are not as reliable as their human counterparts, but it’s a good indication of the laid-back and accommodating ethos here. It’s a happy wedding, methinks, between Inner-West indie organicism and CBD good quality food and service.
Sit amongst whatever solid, comforting wooden furniture inside or ad hoc backyard style outside table you can find that isn’t already occupied by readers, chatters and people watchers.
Take in the bare walls and open kitchen and realise that it doesn’t look stark and modernist, but it’s actually a smart use of shoe-box shaped space. And they have somehow smuggled into the country a winning recipe for home brew chai tea – spicy and chunky and made with milk instead of water. Who knows what all those healthy looking clumps are at the bottom of the pot, all I can tell you is that I was feeling pretty damn smug about my situation this morning over chai and a pumpkin and ricotta muffin toasted with some butter.
Contented. Comfortable. Complacent. In fact I was falling asleep from sheer relaxed bliss.
And that was despite the indie CD playing at that level that patrons over forty might be inclined to call loud.
Remember guys, listen to Hell’s Grannies: make tea not war.
Cafe Ella can be found at 366 Abercrombie St, Redfern
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Comment by Cibbuano
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who makes chai with water? Find them - and burn them. Then flog them. Then serve them chai made with water.
Ew... so... watery...