Facebook has the sad news that the Red Herring Cafe has ended its brave experiment with running a different sort of coffee shop in Civic.
Dear Loyal Patrons of the Herring,
I’m afraid I have bad news. Probably the worst news I’ve ever had to break to anyone. Sure, no one’s died, nothings burnt down or been stolen. But unfortunately, it’s still over. That’s right. We’re closed for business.
On Friday they shut of the power and it all comes to an end. No more Thursday-midnight-games, no more Fiery Rainbows, no more staff-patron twister, Nuttela-Chinos, sexy coffee girls on rollerblades and cheap-ass nachos.
This wasn’t how we wanted it to end, but sometimes these things are beyond our control and I guess that’s life my coffee addicted friends. We tried, we tried so hard to make this work. And in a way it did, I think we left a mark, and memories that the people of Canberra will talk about for years to come, because we had here was something special. A truly safe space where people could be themselves, safe from the prejudicial realities of everyday life.
So keep us in your hearts at this difficult time. Today will be our last full day of trading, and tomorrow we’ll party. From 7pm onwards, (power or no power) we will be having a candle light vigil come glow stick rave, to say goodbye. The Red Herring, all ages, End of the World Party. Because life goes on.