KEITH T. DENNETT | New South | Contact
A snotty cafe in the French Quarter has put on a spectacular magic show this morning, transforming their output of very average coffees into beverages that are close to $10 bucks.
Popular with biologically-engineered cavoodle owners, Foxcroft & Ginger is a trendy joint on Aesop Street, the kind of place that attracts crowds of Birkenstock wearing graphic designers who’ll line up for half an hour for a fresh batch of matcha croissants.
And whilst the cafe remains popular with local idiots whose dogs need ADHD medications, this morning the establishment has left a bad taste in the mouth of one common man, Tyler Judge, who can’t understand how his latte doubled in price with the addition of a few ice cubes.
Quenched of thirst in the Diamantina heat, Tyler was under the impression that asking for a “latte on ice” wouldn’t be much more expensive than his usual coffee.
“May I get a small latte, on ice?” Tyler had asked the blue haired server.
“With just regular normal milk, proper milk…” he added.
Nine minutes later as he walked away clutching a soggy cardboard cup crumbling under the strain of cold lactose, Tyler’s morning became considerably more frustrating after a notification from his bank told him he’d just been rinsed.
“$8.50?! For what??” Tyler muttered, shaking his fist into the sky, “It’s a shot of coffee, some milk and a few ice cubes, the barista didn’t even need to make a poodle out of the froth art.”
“Can someone find me just one cafe that’s not taking the piss anymore, I’ll give them a tip for coffee that’s a sensible price!”
