Coffee & Mocha

I don't get most of the coffee shops littering the bylanes of the city.

Now, dont get me wrong. I get that bit about ripping-us-off for the Rs. 20 chocolate topping. But why create a mockery of the whole coffee experience? They shoo you out like cockroaches the moment you take the last sip. Their seating arrangement could resemble a funeral party and their music sounds like from one too. It's such a farce, but I understand that some mentally ill folk think that's the right direction to take.

But then, some guys out there are winning tonns of love for their efforts. Step into Brew-ha-ha and the owner would gladly join you for a game of Scrabble. Heck! he would even help you defeat that 'oh, so arrogant' guy sitting across you! Get you extra cushions and play your music.

Last night I went to Mocha, the coffee shop off 100ft road at Koramangala. It was quite late, 11 pm to be exact, but I felt I deserved some pampering and a better cup of coffee (I had just gotten out of CCD half an hour back). The barista could guess we were in for a long round of talk so he walks by and says "We are closing down in a few minutes but you can sit back and relax." Ain't that the sweetest thing ever? He even ran across the street to get us mosquito repellant coils close to mid-night. And the best, they give you their bill in a cup full of coffee beans. I told him I loved the beans. He got me back some as a return gift. I am carrying it around in my jeans pocket these days to get the heavy coffee odor in! :)