The Drug Store — Restaurant in Sydney

After arriving at The Drug Store, I was directed into the small, vividly lit room behind the counter and sat down to stare at the row of mannequin faces that decorated the table counter. There is no set tables at The Drug Store, which I don't have an issue with myself, but anyone who's afraid of getting a bit squishy should be wary.

The small space in the venue is reflected on the menu, with only 3 toasted sandwiches available for my visit. No problem - as long as they're a banging toastie. The one I ordered may very well have been, but I didn't get a chance to find out as they had run out of the 'quesidilla' - how can a cafe with only 3 items on its menu run out of one before the Sunday rush?

Being relegated to the ham and cheese toastie, I was looking forward to my coffee. The Flat White came out oversteamed, with a bad texture and almost burnt milk. Not off to a good start. The 'free range' ham and cheese toastie that followed up was almost as disappointing. About as pedestrian as you can get, with no relish or anything to give it a reason for existing at its $9 price point.

Price points are obviously not this cafés strong point, as the owner(?) overcharged my bill to the tune of $6, thankfully the best experience I had on the day was how the barista dealt with it, a...

I recently stumbled upon a coffee shop that left me pleasantly surprised and eager to share my experience. Not only did they serve good Campos coffee and offer a delectable selection of gluten-free cookies, but the owner's chatty and friendly nature added charm to the place. It's rare to find an owner who takes the time to engage with customers and make them feel like part of a community.

What's more, this coffee shop caters to early birds like me by opening its doors at the crack of dawn, at 5 am.

Whether you're gluten-intolerant or simply appreciate a scrumptious cookie, this coffee shop covers you. Their gluten-free options are a testament to their commitment to providing a diverse and inclusive menu for...

The stony faced Sunday morning staff member taking orders doesn't seem make saying please or thank you a priority when taking orders. She also doesn't seem to think there is anything wrong with saying "oh" and turning back to what she was doing after getting your order wrong. I'm also getting tired of the owner deciding she's got something better to do and going off to do it, leaving you standing there wondering what's happening. Or she decides that the locals can just walk to the front of the queue like the entitled champagne socialists around here and serves them, leaving you waiting again. I'm a local too, so I guess I don't fit...