Being held snugly in the mouth of the swanky Brain Centre on Royal Parade lends it sophistication alone. Yet with the superb coffee, food diverse enough to hold its own G20 summit and staff as funky and friendly as any city can be expected to offer, the class doesn't finish at the door.
Lattes are served in a thick china cup, poo-pooing the modern use of a glass. Bold. The creaminess perfectly complements a sharp, honeyed flavour. The same goes for their cappuccino and macchiato; according to my assistant, the iced varieties too.
Our banana and caramel muffin was microwaved to near-molten lava, but I'll receive a pudding over a rock-cake any day. Their speed of service, considering the newly-opened buzz, more than made up for it. Feel free to gorge oneself on the miasma of wraps, boreks, breakfast mountains and cup cakes; all full meals range from $9-$17.
With an ample dash of academics, enough paramedics to ease the guilt of a third coffee and room to read alone without loneliness, Dr Dax is my new haunt. The adjacent Readings store can only be a bonus.
