Burro Café in Ostuni: Butter, Chaos, and the Best Damn Breakfast in Puglia
So, La Gringa got influenced — again.
She saw someone raving about Burro Café on Instagram, and suddenly our morning mission in Ostuni was clear: get coffee there! Fair enough. Only problem? We’re three American women, one ttoddler, one baby, and me — uncaffeinated. Chaos loading…
First Challenge: Parking Like a Local (aka Just Don’t)
Pro tip: do not try to park in front of Burro Café. Don’t even dream about it. Park in the public lot nearby, like a civilized human. As soon as you do, a friendly, coin-hustling local will magically appear to “help” you navigate the meter — zero English, all charm — and then vanish as soon as your euro drops. Welcome to Italy.
Second Challenge: The Queue (and No Coffee Yet)
Walk up the steps to Burro and boom — a scene. Stressed-out staff, a mini line of eager tourists, and a local kid with a notepad taking names like he’s running a Michelin star host stand. We gave him a name (I think it was Don Leo) and tried to sneak an espresso from the bar.
Of course, I asked for an iced espresso… and got exactly two lonely cubes in a hot cup. Classic …Touché.
Third Challenge: Waiting With Kids (But Worth It)
Twenty-five minutes later, the magic words: “Your table is ready.” It was one of three tables available inside — yes, the place is tiny. But once seated, things turned around fast.
Let’s talk about the food.
Butter, Bread, and Oh My God
“Burro” means butter — and that’s the star here. Whipped, dreamy, sexy butter. Served on thick slices of bread that could seduce a French baker. We ordered pastries, avocado toast, and more bread with butter just to keep dipping.Everything was on point — the kind of breakfast that makes you forget the line, the heat, the crying baby. Even the barista who initially gave me side-eye like “Ugh, another tourist” ended up being super cool.
Final Verdict
Burro Café is chaotic. It’s loud. It’s not kid-friendly. There’s no iced latte, and the wait is real.
But the butter? The bread? The vibe? Totally worth it.
So if you’re in Ostuni, take a deep breath, park far, don’t expect Starbucks, and order the butter. Then dip your pastry in it like you mean it.