Hata

and rodney street isn't where you'd stumble across hata by accident. it's a quieter stretch of the new town's northern edge, the kind of block you walk down with purpose, and hata gives you a reason to. the specialty coffee side of things is taken seriously here, but what separates it from a lot of the city's third-wave spots is that the tea list pulls its own weight too, which is genuinely rare. if you're eating plant-based, you're not being accommodated, you're being catered to. and for solo visitors, the place has a reputation as somewhere you can actually settle in and think. the regulars aren't quiet about how much they like it, and that loyalty tends to mean something. go for the coffee, but don't sleep on the tea.