Date: 19.7.11
I never have much faith in airport coffee. The only thing usually worse, train station coffee. I was greeted, even though that sounds a bit too nice for the grunt I got from the kid at the counter (who looked remarkably like that “If I had a girlfriend she’d kill me” kid from The Simpsons). He took my order, had to ask my name twice (apparently Wayne’s a little hard). Then he charged me $4.00 for a small coffee – I felt violated! As I waiting for my coffee the guy before me asked for the toilet key, the Simpsons kid literally threw it at him. Wow! I was ready for piss weak coffee but fuck me, it was actually nice. Better than nice. Still too pricey but by far the best airport coffee I’ve ever had.
AMBIENCE: What ambience? It’s an airport. I’m a cursed flyer, my plane is always delayed. People walk around like zombies, me included. 1 out of 5.
SERVICE: The coffee came out promptly, it was just served with contempt and hatred for the world. Ah, the youth of today. 1.5 out of 5.
COFFEE: Surprisingly rich and tasty, left a beautiful after taste. While pricey, it tasted divine. 4 out of 5.
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