Built By Hipsters, For Hipsters, But Wasn't So Hip
The other day some mates and I went for breakfast. For some stupid reason our seasons and weather are having an identity crisis, so what should have been a fine Autumn morning was actually a terribly confused Winter morning in March. As a result we had sunlight with a wind chill factor that was more commonly felt in Thredbo, not so fun first thing in the morning. This was our first hiccup our second was that the cafe with the good food had no more tables inside and was on the wrong side for sunshine outside, we therefore opted for the untried but sunny cafe.
Now this cafe is doing new things with coffee, well new for me anyway, like cold drip and Syphon's and such. I tried the cold drip which in layman's terms I would describe as a cold short black without the creme. Now my idea of a coffee is that its like a warm, fluffy hug in the morning that tells you "as soon as the caffeine kicks in, it's going to be ok" this cold drip monstrosity did none of that, it was like waking up with a hangover to discover the Aunt you don't particularly like has decided to move in and will now be staying in your room while you take the couch, in other words, not comforting, a little awkward and leaves you feeling dazed and confused.
My other gripe about this place was the lack of eggs, when I go out for breakfast I want eggs and bacon and tomatoes and mushrooms and all the sides, basically you name it I want it on my plate BUT it starts with eggs, and not just any old eggs, beautifully poached, free range firm on the outside and oozey on the inside eggs, at this not so hip cafe they did not do eggs, they had sunshine but no eggs. I chose the the home-made honey and maple toasted oats served with cranberries, yoghurt and fruit compote, they had a nice presentation going on but to be perfectly honest, if the coffee hadn't annoyed me so much I wouldn't have bothered writing about this cafe, everyone else's consensus was so-so. In conclusion Bean Drinking in Crow's Nest is a cafe built by hipsters, for hipsters but they kinda missed the mark in the chase of trying to be so cool, it's like they forgot that they're actually serving food. On a scale of awesomeness they get a not.
The other day some mates and I went for breakfast. For some stupid reason our seasons and weather are having an identity crisis, so what should have been a fine Autumn morning was actually a terribly confused Winter morning in March. As a result we had sunlight with a wind chill factor that was more commonly felt in Thredbo, not so fun first thing in the morning. This was our first hiccup our second was that the cafe with the good food had no more tables inside and was on the wrong side for sunshine outside, we therefore opted for the untried but sunny cafe.Now this cafe is doing new things with coffee, well new for me anyway, like cold drip and Syphon's and such. I tried the cold drip which in layman's terms I would describe as a cold short black without the creme. Now my idea of a coffee is that its like a warm, fluffy hug in the morning that tells you "as soon as the caffeine kicks in, it's going to be ok" this cold drip monstrosity did none of that, it was like waking up with a hangover to discover the Aunt you don't particularly like has decided to move in and will now be staying in your room while you take the couch, in other words, not comforting, a little awkward and leaves you feeling dazed and confused.
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