A small kitchen, an old starter and a belief that good bread brings people together. Here's how it all began.
It started with weekend loaves for friends and neighbours. Word spread faster than we could bake, and before long we'd swapped the kitchen table for a little shopfront on the corner.
Today we're a bakery and coffee house rolled into one — but the heart of it hasn't budged. Same starter, same slow mornings, same welcome.
Locally milled flour, real butter and seasonal fruit. Nothing we can't pronounce.
Long, slow ferments give our bread its flavour. You can't hurry a good loaf.
A café should feel like someone's kitchen. Come as you are and stay as long as you like.
Our day starts at four in the morning, when the ovens go on and the first doughs get shaped. By the time the doors open, the counter's full and the whole street smells like breakfast.
It's early, floury, tiring work — and we wouldn't trade it for anything. There's real joy in handing someone a warm bun and watching their morning get a little better.
A tight crew who genuinely love hosting — and who'll have your favorite game ready before you ask.
In the kitchen before service, keeper of the grill, happiest with smoke and laughter around him.
Calibrates the lasertag arenas each morning and will happily explain tournament rules all night.
The warm greeting at the terrace entrance and the one who knows which game suits your group.
Pull up a chair at 600 Magic FS Cafe, grab a drink, pick your game and stay as long as you like. We'd love to have you.