Desiree W.
Yelp
I just finished reading other online reviews of this place, and my opinion is going to be the black-sheep one. The atmosphere is a not-so-subtle line between artistic and pretentious, cozy and crowded. There is a piano. The decor is raggedy, as if someone was thinking, "This place clearly needs improvement. However, isn't it a clever idea to pretend that this is on purpose? It'll work." It does. I must say I did fall for the charm. They make great lattes: hot, sweet and running down your throat. They give you the delicious sting that one so badly enjoys first thing in the morning. I was trying not to gulp mine so fast so that it would last. They serve them in slim, tall glasses.
Now on to the food. We went there for breakfast, and I ordered a Debile Emmental grilled cheese sandwich, which on the menu says sun-dried tomatoes, asparagus, cheese and jambon. Being a vegetarian, I asked for mine without jambon, and could they replace it with avocado? They didn't have any avocado, and didn't make any suggestions for new ones. The waiter did smile though. Everyone smiled alot.
When my meal arrived, I peeked into the sandwich and saw that there were no sun-dried tomatoes. Now, $11 is a pretty decent amount of money for even a meal that you actually do want, so I got up the address the issue and revert the mistake. So when I went up the counter, two people had a "What the hell now" look on their face, as if I came up to the counter with a complaint on a regular basis. When I told them, there are no sun-dried tomatoes in my sandwich, they said that there is sun-dried tomato pesto. I peered at the menu, and pointed out, that nowhere in it is the mention of pesto, just sun-dried tomato. They shrugged saying that menu is wrong and that I shouldn't rely on it. I explained, "The entire reason I ordered this sandwich is because of the sun-dried tomatoes. If I had known, I would have ordered something else." And in response to this, instead of apologizing, they rolled their eyes. They repeated, "Yah, that menu is not good. Would you like more of the paste on the side", the young boy offered. I suppose it was a nice gesture, but really he was just piling on the consolation prize. I said, "It's fine, thank you. Really though, you should get your menu fixed."
All I got was another eye-roll.