“I sure would like to be starting my day with a poached egg and some sort of Spritz” I thought, reading the cocktail menu on the wall while begrudgingly awaiting my coffee and BB. What a rare form of torture it is to be so spoilt.
The coffee was pretty good, and the BB was a large, zestily spiced and fluffy thing, with a pleasant, unidentifiable sweetness. The signage claimed it was homemade, but I’m not sure what consistutes “homemade” if they didn’t bake it in house, and it didn’t look like they had. I could be wrong, but it had a kinda mass-produced vibe going on. Nevertheless, it was definitely above average for both texture and flavour. My coffee was ok, my BB was good, but it’s the cocktails I’ll be coming back for!
Coffee: 0
BB: 1