Just letting ya’ll know I’m outta Melbourne again and moving to Tokyo for 6 months from April 1st. If you around holla at me and we’ll hang.
Donuts. When asked about my relationship status my answer is ‘I’m in a very complicated relationships with donuts’. Why? Because I’m acutely aware of how frustratingly bad they can be for you. ‘Cold fats. It’s because they are cold fats’ Vlada, my partner for my trip to Shortstop Coffee & Donuts explains. The blank expression on my face probably informed her that I had no idea what she meant. This was probably confirmed when it took me about 5 seconds to finish the Banana and Hazlenut donut in front of us.
There is a huge hype behind Shortstop Coffee & Donuts for a place that has only been open for all of 3 months. I’ve seen it tagged multiple times on the five people I regularly stalk but don’t follow on Instagram as well as almost all of my friends. It was also recently bought to my attention that even before Shortstop had even opened its doors it had amounted some 16,000 followers on its instagram. Such a place warrants a visit so I may crack open its skull and consume its power, I mean eat its donuts. Vlada and I ventured there for its last day of operation for 2014.
$5. The price jumped out as probably the first thing I noticed, which is a shame because that little price text was below eight mighty fine looking donuts that were laid out in the open on the counter so you can choose. ‘These better be the best damn donuts I’ve ever tasted’ my inner monologue demands before we order 3, a flat white and a cappuccino. The aforementioned Banana and Hazlenut, a Cinnamon, Cardamom and Sugar and Peanut Butter and Rhubarb Jam, all of which are promptly delivered to our wall mounted counter. The coffees though looked the same.
‘Hey, which ones which?’ We ask.
‘Oh! We serve all our white coffees the same. It’s just so we can ensure the consistency is the same across what we do.’
What? That… actually makes sense.
Also, they’re pretty good donuts.
In case you can’t tell, I’m underselling it here trying to play it cool.
‘Did you get some good photos?’ The man behind the counter asks as we stand up to leave. He introduces himself as Anthony, shakes my hand and engages me in some banter about specialty donuts in Japan. I find out later while researching this article he’s the owner.
I forgot about taking photos to be honest, part of the reason I chose to come. Donuts have caused me to once again become distracted.
‘I think we need to talk about our relationship.’ I whisper to the last bite of my donut.
Shortstop Coffee & Donuts is located at:
12 Sutherland Street, Melbourne (map)
+61 3 9642 0807
© 2015 Carey Ciuro