Showing posts with label Melbourne coffee. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Melbourne coffee. Show all posts

Tuesday, 2 March 2010

Comments on London as an emerging "coffee town" & a review of Kaffeine, London


Kaffeine is another antipodean owned coffee shop in the Soho/Fitzrovia region.

An article appeared in the New York Times on the weekend, making the bold claim that London is becoming an emerging "coffee town". For those of us who hail from real coffee towns, this is a somewhat eyebrow raising claim. Melbourne has a population of  around 3.9 million and has hundreds of sublime coffee shops within a 10 square mile radius. What's more, you could walk in to any Melbourne deli or cafe these days, even in the less cosmopolitan outer 'burbs, and they'll likely make a passable attempt to roast you up a fairly decent brew.

London, a city of 7.5 million people, is a stone's throw from Italy, and in any 10 square miles you'll be lucky to hit more than a handful of passable contenders (most of the good ones are named in the Time Out's excellent "London's Best Coffee" feature this month, although it misses Fernandez & Wells, Foxcroft & Ginger and Kaffe Automat, and I don't rate all of those listed that I've tried as within the same league as Flat White, Milk Bar, Monmouth and Fernandez & Wells). And if you haven't done your homework, and dare to gamble on any others outside the select few, I can guarantee you'll be rewarded with a cup of complete pus. Most cafe owners in London don't know, or care about, what good coffee is meant to taste like.

Historically, London just does not have a coffee culture. This is a land where people love their tea - a drink that generally turns me on about as much as stale tea biscuits, but I grant this is a matter of taste. The fact that the current new wave of decent coffee shops is being largely shepherded in by Australians and New Zealanders then is no surprise. Given TPG and I chose our current abode by proximity to the only decent coffee in London (at that time, 3 years ago, Flat White in Soho - although The Providores in Marylebone was the other option if you could bother to queue), the first buds of a potential full bloom of coffee havens is a much welcomed arrival. To be fair, the NY Times article labelled London as "emerging" in coffee status - and if it keeps up the current trend, this could well be true. But for a city of its size and sophistication, London still has a long way to go before I'll ever think of it as having a strong coffee culture. The scars from being forced to drink bland brews from chains or sordid cafes over previous decades due to a complete lack of alternatives still cut too deep.

So it is with this background in mind that TPG and I walk past our beloved Flat White and Fernandez on Saturday morning, to give Kaffeine another try.




I have been to Kaffeine before, soon after it opened (I'm always hot on the heels of any new coffee establishments - TPG claims we "discovered" Fernandez in the days when we were the only bods at the front window seats, and he still likes to tell himself its popularity is almost solely due to the word of mouth emanating from his lips alone). I've also been back to Kaffeine since, but have never taken TPG (1) because getting him to risk his morning coffee on somewhere other than Fernandez is like pulling teeth, and (2) because I've never found it to be quite as good as the others.

Kaffeine has a friendly, chilled out, open vibe as a mixed crowd sit in near the Synesso Espresso machine, chatting, reading the papers and sipping the produce of their well roasted Square Mile coffee beans (the same beans are used at Flat White and Milk Bar). The coffee is warming, rich and strong with a good amount of bite. But it weighs in slightly too much on the bitter side for me, without as much of that lovely round smoothness that's makes those favourites closer to home (for me) so sublime. It's good, but slightly outside my first tier.

This is nothing to be sneezed at. I am splitting hairs a little, but since London is being put on the emerging coffee city pedestal, its coffee outlets should be rated as they would be in a true coffee city where ample alternatives abound. In any case, Peter Dore-Smith (who heads up the team, and is originally from Melbourne like me) has a blog which indicates one of Kaffeine's baristas is placed 7th going into the semi finals of the UK Barista Championships. So try it and make up your own mind.


The food also looks good - Kaffeine's ethos is to search out quality, independent food vendors, at street markets and specialist suppliers. The range of colourful salads, which I've tried at lunch time, are particularly appealing. At breakfast, there are a range of pastries, banana cake, muffins, croissants loaded up with savoury fillings (such as coppa cotta ham, talleggio cheese, spinach and plum tomatoes), a big urn of organic porridge (with a range condiments such as muscovado sugar, rhubarb and raspberry compote, mixed fruit and chopped nuts) and muesli.



TPG's porridge on Saturday was quite gloopy, while my wheat free muesli with yoghurt, chopped dried fruit and nuts, popped corn and compote contained enough broken walnut shells to put have me chewing on tenterhooks for the sake of my teeth. The yoghurt and muesli comes in a pre-packaged plastic cup which is not ideal. The flavour was tasty however. The croissants with savoury fillings looked delicious.

It's a friendly place, where they welcome prams (relevant for some), and one that I'm sure is held dear to the locals and office workers nearby. Despite some quibbles, I would probably go back to it more regularly if I didn't pass my favourite local haunts along the way to get there. And its down to earth, friendly and relaxed charm definitely appeals.

In any case, I'm all up for the sudden interest in coffee around London and the passion it inspires. That can only be a good thing for coffee lovers like me, who may no longer need to scour the streets in a caffeine withdrawal frenzy whenever the need for a good flattie takes grip. Stay tuned for my next post... on the new Brewing Boy coffee van in Soho.

Kaffeine, 66 Great Titchfield Street, Fitzrovia, London W1.

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Monday, 8 February 2010

Lantana Cafe: Melbourne style coffee and brunch in Fitzrovia, London


At 10am on Saturday morning, I find myself lying belly up on a purple yoga matt pondering (1) what on earth the strange smell is, (2) why the man next to me is emitting whale noises, and (3) how long it will be before I vomit, pass out or run screaming from the room in a frantic panic attack. 

"You must not leave the room for 90 minutes" warns the merciless Bikram yoga Lieutenant Colonel through a hazy 41 degree Celsius fog of B.O., visibly steaming body heat and dripping with sweat underarm hair. As I concentrate on the overwhelming task of breathing, she suggests that I and Libby, my fellow Bikram boot camper, wave to the room to earmark ourselves as the only Bikram first timers, presumably for the sole purpose of letting the others know which ones to watch between downward dogs for entertainment purposes. 

I emerge 90 minutes and a confronting communal shower later, relieved of 30 kilos of body fluid, with a traffic light red face, poodle hair frizz and a mildly startled/manic gaze, all of which suggests to Libby she best get me quickly to the nearest source of food. Lantana Cafe beckons.

Behind Lantana Cafe is the story of a woman from Melbourne on a serious mission: to show the London public that breakfast can offer more than "the full English" or eggs florentine, washed down with a mug of workman's tea.

As reported in the February 2010 edition of Olive magazine, Sheelagh Ryan quit her job as a policy advisor to an Australian minister, took on waitressing jobs for free on weekends in Melbourne cafes to learn the ropes while waiting for her visa to clear, and eventually found the site in Charlotte Place that now stands home to one of the most popular cafes in London. The La Marzocca espresso machine was promptly installed, and an Australian style brunch menu was put into action. And so it was that Lantana Cafe won Time Out's award for Best New Cafe 2009.

Like for all caffeine oriented antipodeans, for me the key to a treasured breakfast haunt is the coffee. I'll go out for a morning coffee then go home to make my own breakfast if I must. Lantana's flat whites rate up there with the best of London's (select few) great coffee shops. What differentiates Lantana from all of them (except perhaps The Providores in Marylebone, the enterprise of 2 New Zealanders) is its typically antipodean style, hearty brunch menu. 

I can never go past the grilled haloumi, mushroom, sauteed spinach, corn fritter (slightly charred on this occasion), roasted tomato with chunky, wholemeal sourdough toast. The haloumi is never rubbery or tasteless at Lantana.

I dined here on Saturday with Libby and Moira who sampled the alluringly runny poached eggs on sourdough.



Also popular are the corn fritters, and the baked eggs with chorizo, mushrooms, spinach and spicy tomato sauce served with grilled flatbread and creme fraiche.

Or you can keep it simple with toasted sourdough (with Vegemite - hallelujah) or toasted banana bread with date and pecan butter.

The only downsides - (1) the hideously long Saturday brunch queue, (2) it's not open on Sundays (when the manager indulges her own passion to sample a restful coffee at other spots around town) and (3) the crowd is, by Lantana's own "off the cuff" estimates, 90% Australian (like me, but I'm 100% Australian). Oh, and (4) Lily Allen was apparently there on Saturday.

The good news is that the owners are opening another cafe at a new site in Great Portland Street, Fitzrovia soon. [GD: Aaah, correction. Shelagh has confirmed this GD "inside scoop" is nothing but a scandalous rumour.] Enjoy. Just save some haloumi for me.

Lantana Cafe, 13 Charlotte Place, Fitzrovia, London W1T 1SN
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