Heading home from my walk this morning, I thought breakfast had come to find me.

What looked like a perfect, ripe mango was perched between the bars of the Horizon building’s carpark on Premier Lane.

Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, I picked it up for closer inspection. While the skin was not damaged, it was, unfortunately, totally smooshed. I placed it back where I found it.

Cafe 9, sorry, No. 9, at 9 Ward Av, Potts Point/Kings Cross opened its doors a couple of weeks ago.

Already, I can’t remember what used to occupy the spot, just up from the corner at Roslyn Street.

It is tiny inside but makes excellent use of the space with a mezzanine level.

It is intimate and feels like you are in someone’s fancy sitting room, with elaborately framed landscape and portrait artworks, a fire, a chandelier, an antique clock.

We just stopped in for (Genovese) coffee.

But I do like the look of the simple breakfast menu.