I was early for a meet this morning (very unusual for me) so I shot down Swan Street for a pre breaky coffee. I noticed this place had “Numero Uno café” on their board, so, hey, who am I to doubt?

I had noticed another, seemingly more funky place closer to Church Street, but I didn’t want to venture too far away from my transport of the day, Connex.

The place was funky, relaxed, and quite friendly. I ordered my obligatory café latte, and was less than happy at the end. The coffee left me with what can only be described as a bitter taste in my mouth, and the milk, heaven forbid, may have been either burnt or off.

I’ll go back for another crack, but for the moment, ….Not good I’m sorry.