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Alright, so let me say right from the start that I am not a coffee drinker. I never have been a coffee drinker. I doubt I will ever be a coffee drinker. So why am I reviewing a coffee place?
Well, my friends and colleagues drink coffee, so I have been here many times throughout my life, and though I usually purchase a juice and some cookies, people seem to love themselves a tall latte, or whatever other fancy smancy coffee.
They had these little yellow cookie like product that I really liked, but I haven’t seen them for a while. Macaroons? Not sure.
Service wise, it’s a “fast food coffee place”, manned by pimply faced teenagers, and ocassionaly others.
I don’t see the appeal, but they are huge, so the coffee must have some crack in it or something, they keep coming back for more.