The worst part of going to Johnny Baker's is deciding on what not to have. The smell of pastry, berries and that something exquisite that you just cannot identify, assault your senses and make you lose them all at once. Takes me back to childhood memories of bear claws from the Rosebud bakery thirty plus years ago.
A serve of what you desire is around the $7-$8 mark and caters to both sweet and savoury delights. The prices may be a fraction higher than a regular bakery but it is quality you are buying here, these are high-class calories and they are worth absolutely every one.
I have to admit the coffee here is not my favourite - a bit hit and miss depending on who is on the machine which is too risky for me. Full disclosure, I am very fussy and a bit of a snob when it comes to my favourite brew, however, I have witnessed regulars buying their daily dose from here.
Don't let the old drive-through bottle shop facade fool you into thinking you can find somewhere better. This is a 'Don't Judge a Book by its Cover' scenario. I am old enough to remember when The Northern ran as a pub and the drive through served alcohol not cakes, with Mum and Dad going through on their way home at the end of the week.
There is not a formal seating area, bar the two tables and stools out the front, with most customers opting to take away.