Monday, March 16, 2009

Espresso, Aromas, Brisbane Airport


With so many weirdo chains I'd never heard of (except Gloria Jean's, but I'm not going there again), Brisbane Airport was a disappointment minefield. My disappointment metal detector slowed down its beeping a little when I reached Aromas, and aside from there being no prices on the menu, they looked like the most likely candidate to keep me going until Melbourne. Yes, my coffee machine is about six hours away.
Anyway, it was pretty good. The quality of the milk-inclusive drinks looked ok too, so I think Aromas (or today's barista at least) can be relied on.
That goes some way towards disproving my "never trust a barista wearing a name tag" rule.

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