Outta Coffee

Tucked along Valentine Street, this tiny laneway counter pours vibrant, umami-rich Japanese matcha alongside dialed-in specialty espresso. Coffee regulars come for standard orders pulled quickly from Primary beans, while crowds gather for cup after cup of luminous green whisked without heavy sweetness or watery dilution. Milk crates scatter onto the asphalt outside a shared clothing boutique, offering sunlit perches for an iced dirty matcha or a quick flat white. A small morning tray of fresh pastries and croissants sits by the register—gone long before the midday lull settles over Haymarket.