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Apparently this joint
is a bakery of some sort, although I did nothing but drink coffee
here. It seems they divide the place in terms of what you can order
where. I'm not sure why that is, but it makes the whole thing just
way awkward. I was like, "I'll take an ice coffee and a muffin,"
and all I got was a blank stare from the waiter. My companion and
I looked at the guy as he took a deep inhale, and explained in broken
English that we couldn't order food while sitting wherever it was
we were sitting. So we ended up just ordering drinks (not that we
had a choice) and sat in confused silence looking around the high-ceilinged,
very Asian flavored space. So I got my six dollar ice coffee, and
guess what? It tasted like ice coffee! And the person with me got
some sort of bubble black tea that was basically some brown liquid
with a bunch of black tapioca balls in it. At least I hope they were
tapioca balls! Honestly, the only tapioca I've ever experienced came
in my pudding snack pack or after my superburger at Sizzler
as a kid. Whatever the case, I can’t imagine ever coming back
to this den of confusion in the middle of a neighborhood that is literally
in the middle of nowhere. Even if they do have good sticky buns or
whatever. [MF]
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