Love thy beverage boar...
Like with all good things in life, Cafe de Bathurst seems to suffer many set backs. The current set back in postings is due to the fact that Liam's laptop is in for repair. So, I thought Id give try and keep the ball rolling regardless.
We have embarked on two coffee adventures since the last post.
1. The Acropole.
Ill leave the matter-of-fact details to Liam but here is my own experience, or what I remember of it.
It was a cold and rainy day in Bathurst. I remember that I was wearing my new ugg boots and my warmest jacket. The Acropole and I go way back as it is a pretty standard place to get food with friends and family when they come to visit. I like the atmosphere, it is unpredictable. You think you know what you're in for when you spot the carpet, bronze light fittings and floral centerpieces, then you glance up and see a blue light illuminating the roof! Who doesnt love that?!
Perhaps the most embarrasing part of the outing was as I was standing at the traffic light with the Beverage Boar in my hands. I was trying to freak Ken out by kind of staring at Ken and petting the pig. Then I realised the old lady beside me was looking at me. Ken just laughed.
As I was about to order I remembered back to my first year at uni when I went for lunch with a bunch of my mountains friends. Lachie returned his coffee it was so bad... maybe twice.
I decided I would be a little adventurous with my choice of coffee and I ordered a caramel latte, my first flavoured coffee EVER! When it arrived, I didnt really think and went about adding sugar, which I normally do. The end result was sickly sweet... but it still tasted good.
A bonus to the experience was that we were given free biscotti (I cant be bothered to look up if that is the correct spelling) which was nice. And also, I greatly enjoyed the company of the Canadians.
All in all, a good experience. Except for when the waitress made comments about the Beverage Boar and how they also had a piggy bank near the cash register that had a g-string drawn on. Ewww... my poor little piggy would have died at the thought, except that he is way way way too resilient.
We have embarked on two coffee adventures since the last post.
1. The Acropole.
Ill leave the matter-of-fact details to Liam but here is my own experience, or what I remember of it.
It was a cold and rainy day in Bathurst. I remember that I was wearing my new ugg boots and my warmest jacket. The Acropole and I go way back as it is a pretty standard place to get food with friends and family when they come to visit. I like the atmosphere, it is unpredictable. You think you know what you're in for when you spot the carpet, bronze light fittings and floral centerpieces, then you glance up and see a blue light illuminating the roof! Who doesnt love that?!
Perhaps the most embarrasing part of the outing was as I was standing at the traffic light with the Beverage Boar in my hands. I was trying to freak Ken out by kind of staring at Ken and petting the pig. Then I realised the old lady beside me was looking at me. Ken just laughed.
As I was about to order I remembered back to my first year at uni when I went for lunch with a bunch of my mountains friends. Lachie returned his coffee it was so bad... maybe twice.
I decided I would be a little adventurous with my choice of coffee and I ordered a caramel latte, my first flavoured coffee EVER! When it arrived, I didnt really think and went about adding sugar, which I normally do. The end result was sickly sweet... but it still tasted good.
A bonus to the experience was that we were given free biscotti (I cant be bothered to look up if that is the correct spelling) which was nice. And also, I greatly enjoyed the company of the Canadians.
All in all, a good experience. Except for when the waitress made comments about the Beverage Boar and how they also had a piggy bank near the cash register that had a g-string drawn on. Ewww... my poor little piggy would have died at the thought, except that he is way way way too resilient.
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