Getting coffee here was such a neat and home-y experience. Walking into the yellow house there was a wife/husband/child combo (not sure if they're actually a family or if I'm incorrectly assuming conventional human dynamics) in front of the cafe's bad ass roaster in the centre of the room.
I got an americano and coconut pastry and enjoyed them on the picnic tables just outside of the cafe. The americano was good, not the best I've ever had but good. The pastry was probably the highlight of my morning, it was sweet, soft and fragrant.
Will definitely be going back.