Ever since I gave up coffee (and fizzy drinks) for the Dark Side (pretty much every other beverage type, except for coffee and fizzy drinks) I’ve been exposed to even more little coffee nooks and crannies than I can poke a stick at. This is clearly unfair, and obviously, God is having a good chuckle at my expense. Friends have gasped in shock and mitigating horror when I have explained my “No Coffee, No Soft-drink” situation. Many have gone so far as to poke me viciously to ensure that I am indeed Real and also, indeed Jayne. So, as a result, I’ve been forced at gun point (in actual fact, no “gun point”, just a Mother’s Disapproval, which is just as effective) to find alternatives to my coffee-obsession. CLEARLY UNFAIR, WORLD. CLEARLY. SODDING. UNFAIR.
Of course, this brings me to a sticky situation for my bi-monthly city photowalks, where I usually intersperse my frolicking around Brisbane with sit-downs at in-the-wall coffee spots. My alternatives are quite narrow – I can either quench my almighty thirst with a multitude of over-priced juices and smoothies OR I can raid every coffee-nook’s menu for non-caffeinated beverages or teas. So far, I have subjected myself to an English-Breakfast Latte (courtesy of my dear Zarraffa’s Coffee Co-hort, Jasper), a green-tea latte (courtesy of Starbucks, with extra green) and hot chocolate (courtesy of a friendly bloke at Brew). These alternatives have so far been pleasing to my sensibilities and quite kind to my wallet.
I never really knew how much I spent on coffee until I had taken it completely out of diet. HUZZAH. I am subsequently $60 richer every week. YES, REALLY. Taking into account that I regularly have one coffee a day when I’m not working, and two a day on work days, I’ve shaved a considerable amount of spending off my weekly budget. I’m now spending half of that amount of things like water and bottled juices. FEAR MY PROWESS. Of course, I’m now spending this extra $$$ on useless things like new Levis sweaters (we’re hoisting ourselves into Summer here) and a clunky all-black Fossil watch. WHICH, BY THE WAY (SUBJECT CHANGE) IS FANTASTIC. VIEW BELOW.
But back to the COFFEE/NO COFFEE conundrum and the fantastic little alley-way store I discovered on a recent photowalk: Brew is a nifty little hole in the wall at the end of Burnett Lane and is delightfully decked out with bright cushions, leather sofas and, get this AstroTurf. I usually despise AstroTurf in all of it’s forms, but in this form, it is most definitely tolerable. Riddled with an almost tangible guilt, I conceded to purchasing a hot chocolate (keep in mind, this was straight after finishing off a green tea latte from Starbucks), and proceeding in partaking in light not-very-witty banter with the barista. Surprisingly enough, he deemed my sad little contributions to the Land of Conversation (I do believe I used the word “Awesome” a few too many times) amusing enough to receive three stamps, instead of the standard one on a loyalty card as a reward. Aren’t I just a charmer? In any case, I think I’ll let the pictures speak for themselves, shall I?
Don’t you just love discovering fantastic little places to chill in your own city? It’s like stalking out some uncharted territory – of course, I’m stalking out this uncharted territory with my stomach as opposed to a compass or some form of hiking equipment, but it happens to be what I do best.