I've been meaning to get to Farina's for ages and I was in the area with Anne so we popped in. Interesting atmosphere. As in 1. quiet, studied, an air of fading glory but also 2. incredibly humid. Like a sauna. I think they were caught out by a sudden change in the weather. But everything was glossed with condensation.
Nice cup of tea though. Unfussy, simple cups. And the marbley table makes everything look lovely.
And look at the casual charm of those condiments. No high pressure dispensing tactics here. And a lot of transparency, very New Labour, very Web 2.0
It's got one of those splendidly minimal, bare interiors, some might dress it up with posters and art. Not here. They're prepared to let the blank walls speak of their essential blankness. Very nice.
Brilliant handwritten signs and lovely sounding grub. I must go back for an egg, bacon, chips and beans.
Anne pays for the teas.
I love the idea that when a cafe has it's open/closed sign hanging around this way, to say to the world that they're open. They're also saying to you that the world is closed. Which sometimes it should be.
This sounds really nice!
I gotta go there, asap!
Posted by: Robb | June 19, 2006 at 11:38 PM