An early Sunday again, 3 quid in my pocket and I'm on my bike, I craved caffeine… Euphorium bakery was close by and looked like it served coffee. I know… A bakery? Some time ago, I was told the staff there were pretty miserable and anticipated the worst, but the guy who served me was surprisingly jovial. So, whilst waiting for my coffee, I pondered their breads and remembered I needed fresh yeast. I asked if they had any on the premises. The jovial guy did not know and asked a sour faced girl to his left. She replied sharply, 'It is £1.70 for 200g's!' Not a bad price I thought… compared to Fresh n rip off Wild anyway. I thought I'd have enough change left from my coffee, or maybe not… The coffee arrived stone cold for £2.40, I drank up and left, as I didn't fancy the challenge of haggling for yeast with sour face, sometimes you just have to move on. Not so Upper my street.
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