So expensive and inviting in appearance, the pastries will actually turn out to be 3-day-old breadcrumbs, which can only be eaten due to the filling, which somehow masks this nuance. Of the 3-person staff, someone started making my coffee only when I was standing over their soul with the look characteristic of a waiting person. The most important thing for them at that moment was to sit on the phone. One of the employees' hair was not collected, so you may find an unpleasant surprise in your drink/dessert. All this could have been tolerated if the price category of the assortment had been 3-5 rubles, not 10-15. With such a "level" of establishment, they also do not provide devices for croissants, which is objectively impossible to bite. In general, all the beauty of the shop windows was ruined by the service and the total discrepancy between price and quality.
Not bad products, but greyhound service kills everything. Upon purchase, the package is not offered. To the question, do you think I should carry your boxes in my hands?- the answer is in the style of S.S. Gorbunkov - our people go to the store with their bags. Fortunately, I'm not yours. Kindly provide, without reminders, a basic service in your dreary tavern. As well as individually packaged appliances when I take the products to take away.
At first, the saleswoman tried to hide from us on the phone, we're alone in the queue, we'll wait, we'll stand, right?. Then she sneered at a clarifying question about "Belgian hot chocolate." Unpleasant. This is veiled rudeness.
By the way, this hot chocolate turned out to be not "melted" Belgian chocolate, as promised by her, but an ordinary instant powdered drink, like SwissMiss or Nesquik.
The main thing is the unpleasant aftertaste of rudeness