Malling it. I sit down and don’t enjoy a beautifully made stale coffee. Still it is somewhat a miracle of C21 culture that I can get a coffee, in a shopping mall, after 5pm on a week day.
Possibly worse than the joy sapping coffee is the decor. A chainstore nightmare of woodgrain laminex, chrome and vynol, spray booth Finnish chairs. The lighting is particularly gross, but where these people really outdo themselves is with the price of the tired looking cakes.
All in all not the most pleasant experience but one up from McDonalds and it’s open.