Rolador

The coffee is decent, the muffins are excellent, and the location is convent, but by god do they need to work on the customer service times.
A wait of up to 15 minutes for a take away coffee at the roller door ordering area is to be expected, even when minimal people are ordering. The long times probably aren’t helped by the spaced out male barista that is often more interested in making out with his girlfriend that visits and jumps the que than actually making sure customers get their coffee.

This place is like a hipster café right out of the sixties. I swear I saw furniture here from my parent’s living room.
Dropped in for breakfast on the recommendation from my boss only to be initially disappointed by the greeting by the wait staff. I felt like I was wasting her time with the look she gave me after I mentioned I was here for breakfast. I almost thought they weren’t serving today.
She brought out a latte initially, thick and dark and very tasty. Looking through the menu I saw item after item that was vegetarian, and not a poached egg anywhere. There are a couple of carnivore items, but where’s the bacon?
I settled in the Swiss bircher muesli, which was yummy and made with fresh ingredients, but I’d had a real hankering for poached eggs and bacon.
Good food, strange selection of décor, mix match of wait staff attitudes.

Great food and great coffee with a funky atmosphere. The side of the café is next to a quiet park facing the train station and is a good spot to bask in the sun while enjoying the treats on offer. But one of the staff needs to work on their attitude as they were quite grumpy and came across like everything was a chore just to order what we liked off the menu. So I hope management ensure that improves.

Like a true hipster-​in-​denial I was lured by the the song (pretty underground in fact, you probably haven’t heard it) of a café so hipster that, to quote a colleague, «you couldn’t poke an AeroPress at.» With an interior that’s a mix of retro 60s-​ish knick knacks and garage grunge, Rolador is an interesting combination of many things.
In what was to be my last coffee of 2012, I should have stuck with my usual and ordered a flat white or long black, but I strayed to a Rola Shake #2 (shot of espresso, banana, honey and vanilla, $ 7). There was a minor hiccup with the waitress (it was her first day) putting down the wrong drink on our order and having the wrong smoothie arrive at the table, but the team were great in swapping it over to what was originally ordered without too much kerfuffle. Kudos.
Rolador are slamming out an all day breakfast, which as Trent B points out, has a mexican influence. From the tiny kitchen they’re doing a wicked job to make such a bold and extensive menu happen. There’s a breakfast burrito that looked pretty tasty in print. While this trip didn’t warrant breakfast (I know, I know, there’s never a wrong time for breakfast but two in one day is just excessive), I did quite enjoy the freshly warmed raspberry and white chocolate blondie from their cake selection ($ 6).
It was pretty busy while we were there and they do a great job of managing take-​away vs dine in traffic but serving take-​away coffees from, you guessed it, a rolador out the front.

Tasty mexican influenced menu and great coffee. It can be a noisy place but this isn’t enough to detract from quality food, friendly staff and an understated funky atmosphere. Top place for breakfast that is worlds away from the identikit breakfast menus that so many cafes seem to offer in Newcastle. Rolador is doing a lot of things right and have forged their own, unique identity.