Cafe Stories

Café Stories, called thusly due to the various stories that are taking place on the walls, the counter and the tables, is a cool and relaxed place to grab a coffee or a bite to eat.
I was awaiting an audition at the Channel Ten building on Sanders Street one steamy afternoon and to make matters worse, I also had on my mind, the very pressing and very urgent ‘Secret Santa’ that we were doing at work.
I can’t tell you who I had, that would be breaking the rules and would spoil the fun, but I can tell you there was a $ 5 limit on what the gift could be.
Walking down Harris Street I went into a few different shops, hoping against hope against wishes against fishes that I would find the ideal gift for my Kris Kringle (Pretty sure Kris Kringle’s a rapper. A Christmas present wrapper!) (Editors Note: No.)
Nearing the end of the road and having found nothing appropriate or suitable to buy, I began to lose hope and wandered into Café Stories to drown my miseries in burning hot coffee. What a horrible way to drown.
I ordered a coffee and sat in the café observing the various illustrations around the place, reading the speech bubbles and feeling that sense of a cool that a café with a difference has.
Posters of upcoming performances stuck to the windows and a front counter full of food and ingredients took up the rest of the space.
I finished my coffee and made my way back out to the street, back to the gruelling task of finding that elusive $ 5 gift. The man on the café’s wall said, «Who’s that woman outside my house? I can’t trust anyone» I don’t actually know how that applies but I ended up getting my ‘Secret Santa’ person a Bold and the Beautiful mug from Coles. I’m a great gift buyer!