It started with one pot
and an open door

Aunty Lou poured coffee for the neighbourhood long before there was a shop to pour it in. The kettle was always on, there was always something cooling on the rack, and nobody left in a worse mood than they arrived.

That's still the whole plan. We roast in small batches, bake every morning, and keep the menu short enough to do each thing well. No queue theatre, no twelve-word drink names.