Baristalker - Palatable Functionality
by stalker zine
If for some reason you are stumbling round the streets of Melbourne with flyaway hair run with split ends, holes in the soles of your shoes, a coat that could use a few elbow patches and a hangover that could only be cured by a coffee whose kick could power the halogen collider...you are either a homeless person or me between the hours of 10.30am and 1.34pm (between rising and sourcing said caffeine source).
Generally I'll only ever solve the last element of that equation - the hobo and I having similar issues with our wallets - but this weekend I stumbled across a place that if I ever do solve my issue of living on the poverty line that I could finally tame my mane, heal my heels, patch my pants all the while sipping on a delicious beverage.
"Captain's of Industry" - and indeed they are.
Up a set of narrow stairs in Somerset Place in Melbourne's CBD - Thomas Grogan and James Roberts have made their establishment into an inviting place of cement floors and white washed walls. We first see the cobbler's "bar" - full of old shoes, new shoes, shoes in between. Then, making a slight shift to the left, we see the cafe.
After ordering your latte and maybe a bite to eat, take a wander around the nooks and crannies of the joint. Near the big coffee table is a room full of old coats and mannikins waiting to be fixed. To the side we see a man sitting in big old fashioned chair and an eccentric lad with a pair of scissors and an electric razor, about to give ol' mate a nice buzzcut. 10 out of 10 for atmosphere.
Coffee is decidedly delicious, served in a cute red or brown cup with antique spoons. Wanted to steal the spoon. Thought long and hard about it too. Had to order a second coffee to wait out the urge.
Captain's of Industry (look above for the sign)
2 Somerset Pl, Melbourne
Mon-Fri 8am-5pm, Sat 10am-4pm
9642 5013
Generally I'll only ever solve the last element of that equation - the hobo and I having similar issues with our wallets - but this weekend I stumbled across a place that if I ever do solve my issue of living on the poverty line that I could finally tame my mane, heal my heels, patch my pants all the while sipping on a delicious beverage.
"Captain's of Industry" - and indeed they are.
Up a set of narrow stairs in Somerset Place in Melbourne's CBD - Thomas Grogan and James Roberts have made their establishment into an inviting place of cement floors and white washed walls. We first see the cobbler's "bar" - full of old shoes, new shoes, shoes in between. Then, making a slight shift to the left, we see the cafe.
After ordering your latte and maybe a bite to eat, take a wander around the nooks and crannies of the joint. Near the big coffee table is a room full of old coats and mannikins waiting to be fixed. To the side we see a man sitting in big old fashioned chair and an eccentric lad with a pair of scissors and an electric razor, about to give ol' mate a nice buzzcut. 10 out of 10 for atmosphere.
Coffee is decidedly delicious, served in a cute red or brown cup with antique spoons. Wanted to steal the spoon. Thought long and hard about it too. Had to order a second coffee to wait out the urge.
Captain's of Industry (look above for the sign)
2 Somerset Pl, Melbourne
Mon-Fri 8am-5pm, Sat 10am-4pm
9642 5013