There’s a light-versus-dark battle brewing in the small inner-west suburb of Hurlstone Park.

In one corner, you have the celestial-looking, gold-accented Kylon, and in the other (30 metres away), Saint Lucifer with its controversial name, shiny hellfire-red tables and timber-clad walls.

But is it a choice between good and bad? Nope. Local cafe-goers are #blessed to be able to preach/post favourably about the food and coffee at both.