Ibella Cafe

Ibella feels almost like a hobbyist project. I don’t mean that entirely in a bad way — the staff are friendly enough, and they’re happy enough to have a chat in the sunshine. I apparently arrived just after their chef had left, but the guy behind the counter was more than willing to make me an omlette. But this was after they’d said they’d be fine to cook me some breakfast, and after they told me that they couldn’t actually make the order I wanted.
But when the omlette came it was pretty hefty, and tasty enough that it almost made up for the burnt cappucino it came with. And the barista stopped out, made with the small talk. I’m not entirely sure about their professionalism, but they’re friendly and willing, so I guess they might at least make it through the summer.