I was out and about on Jubilee Sunday with a visiting friend. We were just wandering, and decided to go from Covent Garden through Soho (to check out the boys, my friend is single!) up to Oxford Street. It was a bit cold, so my friend wanted to stop somewhere for coffee on the way. I knew that Joe and the Juice (which I had been wanting to try for awhile) had opened up off of Oxford Street, so I figured we would just stop there when we got closer.
Strangely, we were walking down Old Compton street, and suddenly I say, "Oh there's one RIGHT THERE!" It was like fate. We decided to go in and have a coffee. The interior seemed VERY small, but there was a stairway descending underground so I assume there is more seating down there. There was a Mumford and Sons CD playing over the speaker system. There's an extensive list of juices available and a few coffee drinks as well. The hot guys working as baristas and juicistas (is that a word? it should be!) were quite friendly and easy-going. I looked at the "latte's" available under the "special's" (I'm giving them a five-star review even though there were major grammar and misspellings on their menu, seriously, apostrophies?) and decided to order a "liqourice" latte. (I love the stuff, and I've never had it in a latte before). My friend ordered the ginger latte (which was my second choice.) We both ordered doubles as at Joe and the Juice they don't care how many shots you have (so says the menu).
My liquorice latte smelled AMAZING when I got it. The smell of liquorice was wafting out of the milk, and I was completely in heaven. The latte tasted amazing as well. The barista ended up making about 3 times as much juice for one of the customers, so my friend got a free sample of one of the juices, which he said was tasty.
I really enjoyed sitting there. It was a quiet day (I assume everyone was at the river), so we got to chat with the baristas quite a bit. We also talked with a few other people that came in, as they were out canvasing for signatures to prevent the government from removing the branding from cigarettes. No one was really biting, so they were just hanging out. Other than that they seemed like a cool guy and girl. One of the baristas seemed really into her, as he was trying to get her to remove her top. Then a few other guys walked in who knew the barista from when he worked at Abercrombie, and they started talking about some ridiculous story about a girl climbing into his bed and what she did to him while he was asleep.
All in all, an amazingly fun time was had with coffee and conversation, so I could definitely see going back here with any number of visiting friends when they're in town. read more