I'm writing this from the table of a seaside café, whose owner has just served me a real latte.
Everyone has his or her 'thing'. Lattes are mine. But unlike chocolate cake or a banana milkshake, with lattes, you never know what you're going to get. Sometimes they come in mugs, sometimes in cups. At other times they've got enough froth to be a cappuccino, or as little as a flat white.
The latte before me is in a French caffe latte glass with just the right amount of froth, the earthy aroma of freshly ground and roasted beans, and the velvety texture of a coffee that's been made by a barista who knows her stuff. Something Moore-ish is a small café on the Woody Point waterfront, celebrating its third anniversary this month (April, 2013).
From my outside table, I watch the rolling waves. There is a playground across the road and a gentle breeze stirs the palm trees. Inside, Something Moore-ish is quaint and snug and I hear friendly chatter between café owner Amanda-Jane Marks and some customers.
I'm with my brother who is waiting eagerly for a BLT croissant. It's taking a while, but Amanda comes by and with a cheery smile assures us it's almost done.
"We bake the croissants fresh, so they take about ten minutes," she says.
Then the BLT arrives, exuding the scent of crispy bacon. The croissant is the puffiest croissant I've ever seen. The meal is served with homemade aioli. The cakes at Something Moore-ish are also homemade. In fact the whole café radiates homeyness.