Sounding an off key Piccolo

Alas, it is always such a problem to be popular. Strangely enough, I am not talking about me this time, but rather our favourite Sunday coffee shop (for the moment), Cafe Creme, was TOTALLY FULL. Experience has taught me not to venture into murky molasses depths of other coffee shops in the Gardens Centre, but as a group was to be entertained, I succumbed, and we ended up at...

Piccolo.

Why this place is named after a high-pitched flute, I have no idea, unless the sound of exasperated customers often reaches a similar fevered pitch!

I have one word. Awful. OK, maybe that is over-stating it a bit, but when service is lousy it makes you feel as if you are drinking an iced coffee when you ordered a chocochino!

At a restaurant, one should never have to start LOOKING for waiters, er waitresses, er waitrons, er wait wait wait! At this coffee shop, you the customer are the WAIT-er! Anyway I have digressed again. They were just slow, understaffed, and vaguely friendly enough that you didn't walk out. Guarantee you this is not an owner run business!

So the coffees weren't that bad, and the company, as usual, was superb (I HAVE to say that - they read my blog!), but service left much to be desired.

But thinking back on the coffee and service just leaves me depressed. 1/10 for service. 4/10 coffee. We'll leave the matrix out of it completely.

BUTTTT, GOOD NEWS! Just when the thought of having to write on this unmusical interlude, I discovered FREE TICKETS to the Good Food and Wine Show at the CTICC sitting on my table! Addressed to "Barista-in-Review". I digg it. We are famous already!

(Ok, ok, I ASKED for the tickets in that name - I am just glad they arrived in time!)

See you all at a coffee shop near YOU!

Barista Frank