The hipster cafe has finally moved from the likes of Annandale and Surry Hills to the suburbs!! Complete with chalkboard, polaroids, and rockabilly hairstyles.
The Baron is a new cafe slash small bar in the very strange location of outside Castle Towers near the taxi stands, right next to Games Workshop. It would make more sense if its target clientele was hungry geeks worn out from hours of figurine painting needing a caffeine fix – but I don’t think that’s quite who they’re aiming for.
Water served in Wild Turkey bottles! I love. A lotta bourbon musta been drunk to empty out these babies.
The cafe’s name is actually drawn from local history, which is an interesting quirk that gives the place some extra character.
Relics from the Baron’s life – the map that guided him to Australia, the head of an Indian he shot during his travels to the Americas and the pistol that he shot him with.
The sewing machine his wife used to mend the Baron’s clothes and the filing cabinet he used to store his catalogue of poems.
The menu. On a clipboard! I think hipster cafes must single-handedly keep the recycled brown paper industry alive.
My purple cappuccino – with chocolate flakes!!!! There should be a worldwide movement to replace all chocolate powder with chocolate flakes… it makes such a difference – flakes are so melty and delicious!
My friend’s roast beef sandwich served on a wooden paddle. I’m told it was delicious. The sandwiches here a really good size – big enough for a light lunch (+ coffee) but not like those ridiculously caloriffic sandwich-on-steriods you find at a lot of cafes these days. And at $8.50, you’re cheering!
My BLAT. Also $8.50. Not as epic as I thought it would be – I came to the Baron after seeing Chocolate Suze’s post on it and her BLAT was huuuuggggeeeeeee!!!!! And her bacon much curlier. Not to say it wasn’t tasty but I did feel a teeney bit rorted.
The menu here is minimal, but the coffee is quite good and the super-cute vintage decor does make it a great place to catch up with a girlfriend if you happen to be near Castle Hill – or painting figurines next door.