eugenius

Ensconced in designer furniture, I enjoy a pleasant chat with the barista on the other side of a bright display fridge laden with eugenius' home-made cakes, salads and their unbelievable piadinas (try the spicy meatball!). While awaiting my coffee, my eyes dart from shelves of asian art and curios to walls of contemporary art. The barely hissing frothing of the milk doesn't detract from the world music soundtrack unlike some places where the milk screeches like a wounded elephant. The coffee is silky smooth. Its colour attracts, its aroma entices. They know what they are doing here. Eugenius is not so much a cafe as a way of life. i could move in here.