Acoffee
In a city of coffee purists, this spartan white box of an establishment takes flavour fetishisation to the next level. There are polished-concrete floors, whitewashed exposed-brick walls and a plywood bench the length of the building on which to idle, sipping your flat white or espresso. Beans are roasted on-site in a polished-steel drum, a noisy process that’s drowned out by beat-heavy music, but the flavour of the coffee – from as far afield as Brazil and Ethiopia – is worth the effort.