Weird little shopping strip this one. It looks weird passing by. It is weird on the ground. I wanted a coffee and aimed to get one from New York Minute. It was a breezy afternoon but I could still detect the smell of rancid fat from quite some distance from the shop. I'm not joking. Despite the breeze the unhappy aroma still hung very heavy in the air. I gulped. I approached with trepidation and noted that the offending aroma was unsurprisingly more pronounced in the cafe. I asked politely for a coffee but received the not unhappy news that the coffee machine had broken down and no coffee could therefore be made. So, my visit was completely wasted. But, it's not all bad, I reckon. This is not a well run operation on what I saw today. We're all familiar with that expression "dodged a bullet". Phew! read more