Every café proudly churns out organic foodstuffs, sweet and savory muffins, homemade breads and sweets. Drip coffee is non-existent. They push the hard stuff – espresso – in every form: ristretto, macchiato and other Italian names I am unfamiliar with.
In our North Melbourne hood, we passed the morning snacking on banana bread with espresso butter at Auction Room, an antiques showroom converted into an open café with a sunken bar in the middle. Banana bread I’ve tried, but espresso butter was new to the game. If the picture doesn’t tell you outright, it was awesome. The bread was lightly toasted, allowing the butter to wistfully seep into the bread’s pores as it melted. The espresso taste was apparent and its dark roasted flavor played the perfect complement to the sweetness of the banana.