The first thing to catch my eye is an old table-top video game that doubles, unusually, as a table; respect.
Reggae music in the background, some overhead fans make an artificial breeze. A glass of water is brought out, and i’m greeted. The kitchen is closed as I arrive, i’m warned, but there are four staff anyway: some on cleanup, perhaps?
People here are more keen to read the paper and chat quietly; i’m in a different part of coogee, though, having left the pub and hotel behind.
The customers are a mix of mostly locals, and the inevitable tourists. Coffee is again good, not outstanding, but a good place to relax, or get work done.