We had the "flat white" thing again.
Two Australian ladies and a Brit came. Brit wanted tea (God bless 'er). One Aussie asked for a "large flat white".
"I know what that is," I said, checking, "it's a two-shot latte with foam."
"No," she said, "I just want a black coffee that I'll put some cold milk into. That's a flat white."
I'm confused.
Still, they left very nice comments in the visitors' book.
A pleasant day when folks came in waves.
The last wave was a group of about a dozen walkers carrying backpacks who all had tea and cake. I took one man his order and told him their timing was very good, they'd made it to us half an hour before we closed.
He looked up:
"I've no idea where I am" he said.
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