At the outset I should say that I like independent, non chain cafes compared to the normal Costa & Starbucks so this place should have been perfect. A slightly odd, hippyish independent cafe which looked nice enough from the outside. To be fair, the coffee - when it eventually arrived - was ok, but the whole palaver surrounding it was truly surreal. At one point I felt as if we were taking part in a Monty Python 'cheese shop' type sketch. We arrived between 11.45am and 11.50am after a long journey so the five of us decided we could do with a pre-lunch/elevenses type snack of a bacon roll which was clearly available (and people were eating them). We tried to order only to be told that the kitchen had been closed for breakfast due to unforeseen circumstances, but it would re-open for lunch at noon (ie 10 mins time) but they couldn't take an order until then. Anyway we'd lost interest in food by this point and having waited 20 minutes for a cup of coffee, we were despairing of getting anything. Then two waiters then came over and gave us a different but long winded version of the whole breakfast/lunch menu routine which was so complicated that I am not sure they really understood it! Anyway, the bottom line was we had our drinks and left and maybe we were just unlucky to have arrived in this 10 minute demi Monde between breakfast and lunch when nothing seems
possible or feasible. I felt I was in a time warp back to the 1970s!!
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