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Ohh Boy revisited

November 18, 2019

Pretentious cake shop serving mediocre coffee, not doing Taf any favours.

What a difference a few days make.

I stumbled upon Ohh Boy a couple of days previous when lost coming down from Lycabettas Hill in the dark. No time for a coffee, I said I would revisit.

Then friendly, today no, rude barista who could not make coffee.

Giving Taf a bad name. Very pretentious.

I asked at the bar, told go and find a seat to be served.

All tables occupied.

I sat on a stool by an open window. Told no, cannot sit there. But OK to sit there and blow smoke in through the open window onto coffee and food.

I joined a lady at a table drinking white wine.

A long wait before served, I asked at the counter, and was told to find a seat and the waiter would take my order. No water brought to the table until coffee brought. Previous visit water brought as I sat down.

Coffee served in a dainty china tea cup. Served with sugar, which is insulting. Maybe a commentary on the not very good coffee.

I had found a seat with a lady at a table. As she was leaving, I said she had made a wise choice with wine as the coffee not good. She agreed, not for coffee, and knew many of the good coffee shops in Athens. I had been advised Ohh Boy good for cakes but not for coffee.

Not recommended. There are better places for Taf coffee. For example Little Tree, Duo Goulies & Duo Mpoukies and of course Taf.

Ohh Boy

November 14, 2019

A fleeting visit, Wednesday evening three weeks ago in Athens, I stumbled across Ohh Boy by accident.

Coming down off Lycabettas Hill in the dark, I was lost, disorientated, not n a clue where I was, and for all I knew, heading off away from where I wished to be.

Eventually I encountered Ohh Boy, and asked may I use their wifi.

I find I am nowhere near where I thought I was.

I had a glass of water. Did I wish for a coffee? No, I was already late, noted Taf coffee served which was a good sign and said I would return another day.

I try to avoid main roads. I thought I was heading to Syntagma. I must have gone way way out of my way, as only when passed by Olympic Stadium of the First Modern Olympics did I realise I was heading the opposite way to the Olympian Temple of Zeus. I then knew where I was, took a slightly longer route but on quieter streets. I had gone way out of my way.