Wouldn't it be nice to have your own little cafe in the cente of town? Somewhere quiet, not too big, good variety of snacks, choice of seating. Somewhere a little different? You're looking at La Boca.
From inside the tiny but cosy cafe you look out on the stark remnants of T Dan Smith's Newcastle and that gives the place a kind of moodily creative edge, the kind of place where lovers meet and part, messages are passed, strangers meet, ideas are brought to life, things happen, life changes. Must be staring at the City Library that's brought out all this!
Anyway, in the real world, the tea was good and served in a little pot with a milk jug and proper cup. The cake selection included a rather good caramel shortbread, gloriously OTT cupcakes, and scones. I must admit I didn't spot that they did paninis etc until I looked at the menu on the table as only drinks and sweet things were on the board. Little tables cluster in the centre of the cafe with comfy chairs and a sofa round the edge. The walls are hung with original artworks that are for sale and there are handmade cards for sale at the counter. And it's quiet! So when there appears to be some kind of feeding frenzy going on in Northumberland Street and Eldon Square, you now know you can escape all that and enjoy your snack in creative calm. And it's open till 8pm.
Snatches of overheard conversation during my visit introduced me to the politics of cafe ownership/management. It's a jungle, don't go there, just make someone else's struggle worthwhile.
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