ok weird coffee story here:
vic and me popped into the italian on turville street the other day. seems to have changed hands and become some weird cheapo naff joint. the italian lad in the there had just about enough english to get by, took our order, missed my request for a coffee and went back to fiddling with laptops in the corner. i re-requested a coffee, picking a late machiato. i got a tepid espresso and little just of cold milk (un-steamed). ... worst. italian. ever.
ok weird coffee story here:
vic and me popped into the italian on turville street the other day. seems to have changed hands and become some weird cheapo naff joint. the italian lad in the there had just about enough english to get by, took our order, missed my request for a coffee and went back to fiddling with laptops in the corner. i re-requested a coffee, picking a late machiato. i got a tepid espresso and little just of cold milk (un-steamed). ... worst. italian. ever.