How could you not fall in love with this place? It's bright and whimsical, there's a tree growing out of the communal table, the staff are clean faced and cheerful, the menu is printed on bright sunny yellow card...
Not to mention that the bircher muesli has rosewater, pomegranate and walnuts scattered on top, a boiled egg is served with a perfectly squidgy centre, the baguettes (stuffed with all sorts of Frenchy things) come from Noisette, the macarons by Josephine and the coffee... well. That needs a paragraph of its own.
Le Flâneur has an intense focus on the beloved bean. Tony the barista has been gifted with a beautiful workstation - it's big and features all manner of contraptions, like various cold drip filters (for coffee and tea), a number of pour-over sets, infra-red syphon and other bits and bobs that coffee geeks like me love to ogle. It's beautifully presented and in many ways acts as a centerpiece for the cafe - allowing customers to be included in the process in a way that isn't intimidating or wanky.
Cold drip is extracted quite long and served in a glass jug on a wooden tray, along with a glass of ice and little jugs of brown sugar syrup and milk. I'm a straight up black with no sugar kind of girl, but I imagine I may eventually be tempted to pour the contents in with my coffee to see what it tastes like. That's the thing with this place - for some reason you feel safe trying something you normally wouldn't. It's friendly and comforting, the staff immediately feeling like friends. The space is like the home you always dreamed of, and the food just like your Mum would make... if she were French, and oh so very chic. read more