The Table, Cambridge

A few weeks have gone by, and I haven’t even marked the passage of time with a cat photo? What is the internet coming to? May has been pretty busy, including a pilgrimage to Granada early in the month, where I finally visited the Alhambra for the first time. Today is my twentieth anniversary, and tomorrow J turns nine. Next week we head west to visit Bristol and environs.

At the end of February, the whole family visited Cambridge. Naturally, I took this as an opportunity to scope out espresso in that part of the UK. As far as I could tell, there wasn’t much to choose from. A place called Massaro’s seemed to have gotten positive reviews, but it wasn’t clear whether Massaro’s still existed. Eventually I figured out that they had changed their name and become The Table. So after stepping off the train, off we went to grab coffee and lunch.

The Cup resting on The Table at The Table.

The theme of The Table is, well, right there in the name. The space is organized around a single large communal table, with a small number of additional tables nestled up against the walls. The espresso was perfectly acceptable, and my memory tells me that it’s prepared using a lever espresso machine, which earns them extra credit.

Our lunches were somewhat less inspiring. My wife was forced to accept a bread substitution, and it was clear that she wasn’t happy with the result. I’m sure it’s a reasonable place for a quick lunch, maybe more so now that they’ve had additional time to work out their post-name-change kinks.