dimanche 1 juillet 2007

Oceanic Cafe, Sydney



"What! We're going there for lunch?"

When I'd invited Geet to accompany Lox and I for lunch at Oceanic Cafe, no doubt she'd had lovely notions of a cosy little eatery, a whooshing espresso machine in the corner, maybe a cute barista with a raised eyebrow and a knowing smile, and a menu filled with smoked salmon bagels, roasted vegetables on Turkish, and baby salad leaves crumbled over with

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