If Little Mule (Little Mule Co. Pty. Ltd.) was purely a performance art piece, I would go. The fact that this collection of Bauhaus shapes is a business and more than just a charming background only adds to the magic of such a place.
In a city of proud coffee drinkers, I say this without hesitation, one of the best coffees I have had in a long while. Sometimes, instead of 20 minutes of explanation about the bean and a science experiment later, I just want a coffee. I want to taste it and I want pride taken in its make, but save the song and dance and give me a coffee that is simply good. Imagine what they can do with a bike.
Alongside the brew, you'll find a selection of toasted sandwiches, melted cheese toasties and deliciously fresh baguettes filled with ingredients straight from the Queen Vic Market. On offer to feed that hunger of yours for both breakfast and lunch.
The beauty of such a store as Little Mule can’t be underestimated. It is the best use of bare brick walls I have ever seen. The polished frames and components popping off the naked brickwork lifting the space from a shop with bikes to a gallery of cool shapes and colours.
For a city that has gone mad over the sexy lure of the simplicity of the single speed and fixed gear, Little Mule stands above all comers because it feels like a community and not a clique. It’s a welcoming approach; the opening of its doors, the gentle arms that will have even the most confused tourist glad they took a wrong turn at Somerset Place.