"Eh, what's up Doc?"

I hate myself. I'm 25 years old. I shouldn't be this anal about the way I drink my coffee. It's rubbish coffee as well. It tastes like someone has spat up ground coffee beans and scattered them on top. Okay, maybe that's  a bit harsh, but I burnt my tongue. And my oesophagus. Twice. When I ask for my coffee milky with no froth the woman says "I would have heated the milk differently if you'd said earlier." I apologise and then think "No, hang on. I asked for a latte which should have approximately half a centimetre of frothed milk. I didn't ask for a cappuccino. You heated the milk wrong to start with." Of course I didn't tell her that. I'm far too British. I'm far too passive-aggressive for that.
In cartoon terms I'm a ghastly combination of Scrappy-Do's "Lemme at 'em. Lemme at 'em" and Elmer Fudd's "Be vewy vewy quiet." Like Elmer I'm small in size, short in temper, shorter in attention span, highly gullible and surprisingly a vegetarian. And just like Scrappy-Do sometimes I can be a right "feisty little dog".
My feistiness can often be a cause of embarrassment amongst my friends. I recall a particularly boisterous night of after-party drinks at a bar in Kentish Town when I had a one-on-one confrontation with the bar manager. As my friends squirmed I stood defiant in the "I'm in this business" kind of way. And what happened? We got a free chocolate brownie as an apology thank you very much.
Today though I don't feel like hunting wabbits. It's far too early. Maybe I just have a mild case of wrong-side-of-the-bed syndrome.
The coffee shop I'm in is Caffe Lucano on George IV Bridge. It's more of a cafe/restaurant offering breakfasts and lunches of the Italian variety. I've heard good things about the food, but unfortunately their coffee was not to my taste. It was very bitter without any of the velvety quality of a strong coffee.
Now just like a good old theatre review feel free to employ your own level of scepticism to my opinion. It is just one amongst a million and as the place is often very busy I would imagine it has its own charm. I might consider going for a bite to eat, although it's already quite far down on my list. But for a take-away coffee I think I'll keep looking.

 

http://www.caffelucano.com/

I would recommend checking out Caffe Lucano's menu. It looks pretty good food at reasonable prices.

And it's a pretty colour.

Frothy Fun Fact of the Day: The Google search engine has been translated into many different languages, Elmer Fudd dialect included.