A café for the rich…

A rustic café for the rich not far from where we live; a café where meals are regarded as tasters and most of the food is discarded.

We were there for a coffee and to see if there was anything vegan on the menu while waiting for our car to get one of its regular checkups at the best repair and maintenance garage in these parts. 

One vegan entry on the menu, a semi-frozen açai bowl that was too cold to eat in today’s southerly winds blowing into this typically cold Sydney café with doors and windows wide open. 

The table depicted had been occupied by two clearly wealthy people who nibbled on their croissants and ignored the rest: one finally ate their croissant while the other threw theirs down before leaving.

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