A tiny place two streets back from Worthing pier. We roast our own beans, bake on site, and never rush a flat white. Especially not on a Sunday.
We opened with a borrowed espresso machine and a stubborn idea about flat whites.
Six years on, we roast our own beans every Tuesday at the back of the shop. The pastries come out of the oven by half past seven, and we still write the specials on the same chalkboard we started with.
We know most of our regulars by name and by order. We will know yours by the third visit. Bring your laptop, your dog, your sourdough mood. Stay a while. Read the longer story.
Two streets back from the pier, a short walk from Montague Place.