I stopped for a post-call café con leche on Queen West. Not bad, but not Seville. Reaching the bottom of the cup, I felt something odd in my mouth, mixed in with the coffee grounds: a shard of glass. Great.
Returning to the car, I was greeted with a $30 parking ticket.
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yikes! I hope you at least got the coffee for free.
Glass?? Holy cow! Did you get hurt? And a parking ticket? Geeez, that stinks! I'd probably cry about something like that. But then again, I'm a wimp who's never gotten a ticket for anything.
They offered to give me my money back, but I was in a rush to get back to my car, lol.
I am still looking for a decent café con leche... without glass.
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