
Something I'm still trying to get over from last year is a weird moment I had at the Centre Place, one of Melbourne's Meccas for laneway cafes and lattes galore. There is one shop I go regularly because they have great pastries and buns. This particular day I had ordered (and paid for) my flat white and croissant with ham. The proprietor came out and (seeing me scribbling in my note book) proceeded to try to hussle me from my seat. Don't these guys want repeat business? Lucky for him he sells great pies.
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