Friday, February 27, 2009

Macchiato, Léon, Dublin

It was surprisingly difficult to find somewhere that was open for breakfast on a Sunday morning in Dublin. But Léon was. It was the furniture that told me the coffee quality would be impressive. It looked like Syracuse in Melbourne - wooden, antique and mismatched. The macchiato was the best coffee to be had in the coming week of driving around Ireland. A damn good start to a holiday.

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