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Fitzroy revisted, and a croissant

I went into town on Monday to have another trawl around the back lanes of Fitzroy, to look at more graffiti.  I got the train into town, and then the No. 11 tram from Collins Street, below, to Brunswick Street.

 The image of the young man in the artwork below was to commemorate the life of Donny Govan, who went missing in September 2012.  It is a very poignant piece.  I wonder what happened to him.
 My favourite combination!  Graffiti on corrugated.
And then on to find Lune.  A croissanterie of legendary proportions in Melbourne.  They have a website of course, which is super cool, very much like the place itself!
I reckoned the best way to find out if the legendary reputation was justified was to find out for myself. Tough research, but someone has to do it, even if there is a queue out into the street.  It was more than well worth the wait!
I will probably never buy another almond croissant ever again.  From the concrete altar of only ten choices, I chose the almond and never looked back.  YUM.
I won't forget Lune in a hurry.  It was just a brilliant place.  To create something so successful out a product list of ten items is proof of talent indeed!


  1. Brilliant stuff. Almond croissants (which the Aussie's can't pronounce properly) - are my absolute favourite.
    Double yum in one item of food. Bliss and blessed in one mouth full.

    Happy days indeed.



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