Apparently a number of events took place as I was stressing out en route to the airport last month: Pablo finally opened in the Bay/Dundas area, Bake Code subsequently launched their Thai Iced Tea, and My Dog Joe was revamped to become Paisley.
Furrowing her brows into a nasty grimace once seemingly wasn't enough, for she continued to press "What are you going to do with them?". And of course, telling her that I simply enjoyed visiting various places and snapping photos along the way didn't sound acceptable enough of an answer.
Though while seating has increased, spatial density has surged, making grand contributions to noise pollution. There is simply not enough space for customers to feel at ease.
Put short, seating seemed scarce - customers were constantly asking others if they minded sharing tables. I also experienced major issues with squeezing onto my stool in the supposed outlet-powered area - a consequence of the inconsiderate actions taken by a mother and her newborn's stroller.
The limited Internet usage sent a clear message: Paisley does not intend for guests to stay longer than 90 minutes at a time, nor are lengthy visits encouraged. With such a rambunctious environment, I probably wouldn't be inclined to stay long anyway; an area in which one cannot hear his or her own thoughts proves useless for writing and thinking.
As majority of the items exceeded the budget of an average student, combo picks were the ideal way to attain nutrition in a cost-effective manner. "The Study Group" was a fair option that included a sandwich, drink, one refill, and dessert.
Iced Peach Green Tea was lightly sweetened and refreshing with underlying notes of peach. A minimal amount of ice had been added but the glass was still thoroughly iced to my liking.
Tropical Punch was an excessively fragrant tea of herbal variety. It tasted great without sweetener, though its floral aroma proved slightly overbearing with time.
There were no similarities to Vietnamese banh mi at all - Paisley hadn't even bothered to provide a baguette, or at the very least a toasted bun.
It was unthinkable that the miniature "sandwich" was sold individually at an atrocious price tag of $8.95 before tax.
The item was still tasty, despite not being as chocolatey as desired, but far below that of my expectations. I had requested to take the cookie to go and had it merely shoved into a parchment paper slip, obviously devoid of napkins or even a bag for carrying. The smells infiltrated to other items in the interior of my backpack.