The cafe’s street tables are full of signs saying “please don’t eat food

brought from other shops at our tables”, hinting at the level of frustration

the owner must be feeling. It does seem a bit out of place here, amongst

the grotty mall and cheap fried food outlets. The yuppification of Footscray,

some might consider it. But they serve eggs benedict, and that’s all I wanted.

After all, I’ve got a big walk ahead of me.