the next coffee shop i visited was joe and the art of coffee.
i checked out the branch at 9 east 13th street, just off 5th avenue.
i had been looking forward to trying this place as i thought they had a good website
and they do jogging clubs at the weekends with free coffee.
however, it annoyed me for various reasons. firstly the two women behind the counter
both reminded me of one of my sisters-in-law !
( adopts ant and dec accent )
kate, it's not you... barbara, it's not you... it's not you kathy... gerry, the public have
decided it's not you... maggie it's not you either... but patsy... it might be you
secondly, there were no free seats or tables but there were lots of people... well, they were
all women actually ( all stoke-newington looking women too )
they were hogging the seats but over half of them had finished their drinks and were
just sitting there using laptops or reading.
i took this shot as i stood up with my coffee leaning against a wall. the bloke on the right
was just ahead of me in the queue. he found a stool and sat next to the bins.
bad times.
i moved around the place giving paddington hard stares out at all the
beverage-less women on their laptops. most of them stared back at me like
my sisters-in-law at the family christmas party but in the end a nice english
girl showed some manners and vacated her table
i put my camera on the table and started taking a few photos...
that made the 'ladies' flee, and in a few moments there were plenty of seats available.
the coffee was good, but there was bad ju-ju at this place.
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