Canned & Pickled

Three weeks after we signed the lease on 25a Warren Street, we had done all we could afford to do, which was not much. The shop we took over had good bones and a good enough figure, but it was painted a bright fluorescent orange colour inside and out, like an overflow of spray tan from the tanning shop next door, and had crusty laminate floors. It had a good functioning kitchen with almost all the equipment we needed and a surprisingly big cool room in the middle, the cold heart of the place. The bathroom was a funny shed in a tiny patio area (it still is).