
So to Sable and Flea - at once in the centre of town and also tucked away out of sight. It's on Friar's Street, Stirling's answer to the Strip. By day, a pleasant enough pedestrianised town centre street, it changes after darkness and alcohol consumption to become a noisy and threatening pathway between pub and nightclub.
S + F is immune from this, in an odd corner between a music shop and a buffet diner. It sells itself as a genteel and comfy coffee and cafe shop, with antiquey bits and pieces to buy. They are particular about the blend and the bean and cakes are lovingly laid out on the counter in neat rows.
The sticky-toffee cake (warmed) had the authentic flavour and the coffee was smooth and full flavoured. Throw in the broadsheets laid out for patrons' amusement and your retreat is complete. Seating includes a comfy sofa through the back. That's the kind of place you could have a serious conversation with your partner. The front shop is more functional, but comfy enough and you are surrounded by curios for sale, including 60s tea/coffee sets. All very diverting.
We were £11 for two coffees and two bits of cake. Pricey, worthy of a more lengthy stay to get your money's worth. Fortunately, that's no hardship.
And the name? No, me neither. I assume there is some deep significance to it, but I am not sure what its historical or literary origins are, other than the fact that sables were often flea ridden. So here's a picture of one of them ..
*Sable Antelope (Bull) *Photo taken and submitted by Paul Maritz. Photo taken near Kafue River in Zambia, 2004 |