It is homely yet chic, with Tasmanian oak flooring, café latte-coloured walls and a series of colourful photographs taken by one of the owners.
As I tip a sachet of sweetener into my daily almond milk latte, it occurs to me I've discovered something new that, one day, I'm going to have to quit.
While seemingly attractive, forward-thinking industrial policies on paper, on closer inspection it is argued that each is as empty and as meaningless as Oasis lyrics – nothing but frothy vanity projects in an age of latte-fuelled capitalism, some might say.
From young professionals to pensioners, from mums meeting up to students nursing a latte for three hours just so they can use the free Wi-Fi, they're the new social hub for communities, as Julie Tinson explains.
"We import all the seeds, most of the pesticides and elements for fertilisers, we import all of the equipment and we import the generators," said Lebedev, sipping a latte in an upmarket Moscow restaurant.
And for good reason – a coffee shop is supposed to be a refuge from daily life, not a place to have a tiny purple stranger roar with ingratitude directly into your latte.
A small latte or cappuccino will cost the same.
She said: "All this might seem far away from us, but there is no better example of the imbalance in profit and poverty between the western world and Africa than when you're talking about cocoa production and the latte that you drink".
In search of coffee we head to the nearby Rose theatre foyer, which is full of latte-loving young mothers encouraging their offspring to let off some steam.
This wasn't enough to stop the influential US blogger Andrew Sullivan choking on his morning latte.
I managed to spurn the "creme brulee latte" and the cappuccino was pretty good, with a discernible, pleasantly muddy flavour.
