"Small tea shop. When I went to rock music, I was so loud that I could hardly hear the guy who worked there. The paprika in my breakfast Burrito were raw. When I asked for milk for my tea, he gave me cream, I had to ask again and tell him you didn't eat cream in tea. It looks like someone was supposed to work in a tea shop. On Sunday at 1015 there were no other customers. The tea was good."
