if there's something absolutely appalling about singapore (other than bad service, the general population's non-grasp of english, the endless need to copy jap/korean fashion no matter how horrific it is etcetc..) it's that coffee that isn't ice-blended-or-frappucino-ed tastes like heated up ditch water*. dude, if i'm paying $4 for coffee from your international franchise that supposedly trains its baristas, i sure as hell expect something better than a mocha that's essentially milo with coffee dregs in it, or a cappucino that has a froth looking like the long-lost brother of spongebob squarepants.
and lest you think i'm exaggerating (admittedly, girlies are dramamamas), i have a photographic evidence from a trip to the coffee connoiseur with kah how, where incidentally, we encountered the abovementioned bikini bottom dweller.
ok so i lied. i don't have pictures of the offending coffee. but lo! kah how ordered a long black with his breakfast meal, and they presented him with this! BLACK COFFEE WITH UHT MILK! 'scew me, you coffee con-oy-sua hah?!?! granted it was special uht milk from the "cream alps", but still, what a gyp!
* coffee from a kopitiam/hawker centre not included.
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