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I’d like a triple soy vanilla latte with a barrel of oats.
Comedian Nathan Fielder could serve up to six months in prison for serving un-inspected coffee (and pastries from Ralphs). So far he’s dodged that bullet by listing his business as an art gallery, but if you’re planning to get filthy rich by expanding into Brooklyn, you’re going to have to play by the book.
Go visit at 1802 Hillhurst Ave, in the strip mall at the corner of Hillhurst and Melbourne (you dummy).
Nobody gives a shit. Fuck it. Just do it.
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"Yeah, I’ve got a double soy latte for Douche McGee? Douche McGee, double soy latte." Ugh, was it really that hard to spell Duché, guys? Get your shit together. Or at least listen just a little bit more.
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Farewell, slightly gentrified, dirty-in-a-couple-parts neighborhood I fell in love with. Hello, sterile, impersonal, fully gentrified neighborhood of today.
I’ll never forget what a cool, character-having but still completely safe neighborhood this used to be back when I was growing up in the aughts (growing from age 24 to 28). There used to be three brunch places, one of which didn’t even have its own Yelp page (but us locals knew how to find it). Now there’s SEVEN good brunch places, and choosing between them is a big ordeal every week, and “Spoon” doesn’t even include a mimosa with their $12 brunch option, and stupid “Oeuf” ALWAYS has a big line even when I get there at, like, friggin’ 3:30. When did my neighborhood get overrun by these Yuppie wannabes INSTAGRAMMING their dumb food while I’m trying to focus on my review for my French Toast Tumblr? Keep Reading
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My dad just tried to mute the TV with my cellphone.
My grandpa asked me if they sold Folgers or Maxwell House coffee at Starbucks.
My father went to the store to buy me something for Christmas and told them it was cheaper on the internet, and he wanted the same price as advertised online. They refused to give him the same price so he went home and called “the internet” to complain.
What happened to just plain ol’ fashioned COFFEE, huh?!?
You pay for quality. Sorry did I say “quality”? I meant “nothing.”