A word of advice, leave your wristwatch of any sort and turn to your spare phone because you might just be in for mugging having parked your car. And also borrow a prevalent automobile to blend in but then you may be in for several accidents prior to your arrival at XXI Grams.
I must say this is no less than the most annoying café I’ve ever been to this year. First, there is a constant smell of diesel from the outside of the premise. Then it just takes forever to get someone to do their jobs where only three tables including mine were occupied. It took a full 10 minutes to get someone to take the order, another 10 to get the bill, 10 more before I could pay slightly in excess and left because it’s going to take a good 10 if I were to wait for the change.
The coffee isn’t too shabby since they get their supplies from Pulp. Unfortunately not as close to what comes out of PPP so I’ll save myself from the Big C and pay Bangsar a visit.
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