

Their barista had a photograph and a name. Last time I was in Adelaide, I wandered past an ordinary suburban petrol station and observed the large billboard inviting you in to have a coffee prepared by their barista. So, this is the story that really says how it is. Melbourne people don't just love food and love coffee. Indeed, a friend of mine came back to Manchester from Melbourne a while ago and has been trying ever since to teach the local coffee makers how to make coffee. I don't drink it, but judging by the impressions I get from my many world experienced friends, coffee in Melbourne is the best in the world.

That's why I've been having so much trouble in the UK where food, not to put to fine a point upon it, sucks. One of the comments she made afterwoods was 'Is food really like that?' She was struck by how ordinary people seemed to have very sophisticated tastes. I gave this to an English friend who read it at that hasty speed that means she couldn't put it down.
