Kristina Matseralnik
Google
Came here for the first time — and honestly, it’s going to be the last. One of the staff members was busy, so we went to the counter where a girl with shoulder-length brown hair was standing. We politely asked for a double espresso, and got a snappy “you can’t order espresso here” in a tone as if we’d just asked her to sell us a kidney.
Fine, we thought, and went to pick out beans ourselves. Guess how many staff members approached us during that time? That’s right — zero. No “can I help you?”, no “would you like to try something?” — just dead silence. In the end, we poured the coffee ourselves, because other customers were offered help, but we were apparently invisible.
Customer service? Below zero. In Riga ( Rocket Bean roastery), they greeted us, gave us a full tour, offered samples, explained everything. Here, it felt like we were nothing but a nuisance. Honestly, I’m not even sure what the girl at the counter does — maybe she was just supposed to mop the floors and ended up behind the register by accident. Either way, the experience was awful.
Would we recommend this place? Absolutely not.