The Thousands

Before kicking the proverbial bucket, I’d really like to eat a sandwich with the current Earl of Sandwich. It’s just something I’ve always wanted to do. Short of that (I don’t even know if they have an Earl anymore) I’ve also always wanted to be able to grab a decent sandwich from a convenient location in the city.

This is where the Bucket Café enters the equation. The petite new joint is nestled down the end of Arcade 800 off Hay Street, and when they’re not wringing the goodness out of Essenza coffee beans, the folk at Bucket work wonders with two pieces of bread and a heap of fresh ingredients. OK, they lose points for using words like ‘funky tunes’ and ‘awesomeness’ on their website, but that’s beside the point. I mean, if I was in the midst of some Jack-Nicholson-Morgan-Freeman style bizzo, I wouldn’t be dissecting vernaculars… I probably wouldn’t even have time to arrange a meeting with the Earl. I’d be thinking more in terms or where I’m gonna grab my last supper, or coffee for that matter. Jack knows what I’m talking about.