Decaffinated but decent

One of the sad­dest parts about grow­ing old­er is dis­cov­er­ing that caf­feine and I are not good friends. This is heart­break­ing, because I love cof­fee and would hap­pi­ly drink it all day long if I could. But I can’t. And I don’t mean I have to ask Mon­terey to cut me off at four cups […]

Wellington on a delicious plate

It has been a cou­ple of weeks now since the launch of the Visa Welling­ton on a Plate pro­gramme, and we have been very remiss in not telling you about it. Your cred­it card, how­ev­er, will thank us, as many of the events are now sold out. The launch was held in Mojo’s roast­ing premis­es […]

Mojo Origins

We can’t help feel­ing a lit­tle bit pleased that one of the Star­bucks on Lambton Quay has closed, and been replaced by a shiny new Mojo: This is the new Mojo Ori­gins, out the front of Lambton Square, behind a schist facade that some years ago had been put togeth­er for an ear­li­er ten­ant, Rodd […]

Mo’ Ho?

Some have accused Mojo of becom­ing Welling­ton’s answer to Star­bucks, but accord­ing to one blog­ger, maybe they’re more like Hoot­ers. Appar­ent­ly, “All the female staff have their shirts but­toned down to the low­est fea­si­ble but­ton mean­ing that any move­ment will expose a lit­tle more breast than your aver­age cafe.” Is this a new moral low for cof­fee mar­ket­ing? Such a major inci­dent required fear­less inves­tiga­tive report­ing, so a fly was dis­patched to Mojo to find out…