'Three coffees please'
'Nae bother'
An exchange that is pretty darn rare theses days when the choice and variety of coffee is vast...
This is a true wee greasy spoon. With a nod to the folks behind the counter, our host for the day led us to a wee table in the back surrounded by locals and that's what this place is, a locals joint.
Nothing fancy, nothing expensive and certainly nothing pretentious... the only problem is, that I'm kinda starting to like the fancy, expensive pretentious stuff.
'What DO you mean I can't have a latte? OK fine, just a regular cappuccino with a shot of organic freetrade hazelnut instead... Whaaaaaa?'
Bloody West End, raising my bloody expectations... pain in the bottom says I.
Here is the senario: I'm hungover to hell, I'm in Govan, I'm heading to this joint for a greasy fix... nae doubt... I might just grab a wee Starbucks afore I get on the tube though! read more