A back of mouth bitter with thin,dry coffee flavour, topped by a spritz of tinned whip. Neither coco nor latte, the brew has some beanniness quickly lost in the channel of water.
This is clearly a Lavazza outlet with big signs glaring desperately, like sitting in a commercial.
Middle-of-the road cafe faire with pizzaesque milky omellettes.
Manager loves to be loudly sarcastic with his staff, ruining whatever sliver of atmosphere the main rd joint had. (I do love sarcasm, but treating staff like idiots in public is criminal). Then he called himself a god to his staff, lordy lord!
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