We started in Balaclava. What a surprise. Down a lane next to Safeway (Woolworths) was a large expanse of concrete and what looked like might have been a substantial brick shed. The cafe is called Monk Bodhi Dharma, I expect The Monk for short.
Four coffees for three people? Yep, two short blacks of different varieties of non blended coffee, a cappuccino and a cafe latte. Although both Manny and R had colds, we shared the coffee, with me drinking from a different side of the cup or glass. I have remained coldless, so that worked well.
I wasn't keen on the mural.
Next stop was Miss Jackson almost on the corner of Jackson and Grey Streets in St Kilda. Although in an older building, it was quite modern inside, with a series of rooms opened up to each other. It was popular enough and there was nothing wrong with it, but I didn't feel the atmosphere quite suited me.
We had wanted to go by tram, but Manny was moving from his friend's place to the Victoria Hotel in town for a couple of nights, so we had his luggage in the car. We parked outside this used car sales yard. The iron work is getting a bit rusty.
The car yard used to be a plant nursery. I think it has now moved to the old Albert Park railway station, but don't quote me on that. It started, as I recall, in Barkly Street in St Kilda before moving here.
How appropriate, a coffee palace. Coffee palaces were quite common in Melbourne, designed to attract the punters away from the demon drink. None stayed in business for very long and most became liquor licensed premises. This one is now backpacker accommodation.
One more cafe to visit which I will tell you about in another post.