I was sitting at a cafe yesterday, texting Tacey, Broadsheet’s editor.
Me: New cafe just around the corner of my place. I think they toast their own beans with ‘black’, ‘white’, ‘short’ option. Jazz music. Interested?
Tacey: Someone’s already written a story on it. Can you shoot it today, and I could run it tomorrow?
That really escalated quickly.
The story is now live.