Hjelle Bakeri

Normally I relish the idea of an unintentional freed up hour, I mean; COFFEE BREAK! But not at Arna.

If, like me, you sometimes find yourself at Arna, more precisely at Øyrane Torg, with an hour to kill. Most likely because the bus driver missed your connecting bus, then bevare!

Normally I relish the idea of an unintentional freed up hour, I mean; COFFEE BREAK! But not at Arna.

It’s the second time I find myself at Hjelle Bakeri. Last time it was bad, this time? Bad bad bad!

I had a cinnabun, which basically turned out to be just dough, and a “cappuccino”. What a load of rubbish. The foam bobbed on top like old seaspew, and underneath was mud, probably from the same shoreline… Bitter, horrid black glob. The sprinkle of cinnamon (to imitate sand?) didn’t help matters. They really took the beach theme all out though, I’ll give them that.

All I see is old people. Devoid of taste buds, no doubt. I count 19 in total. And when they’re gone, what then?

Don’t the staff try their own coffee? Don’t they take pride in quality?

I was desperate for a peaceful break, a lone table with my music and my notepad. I just wanted to chill. But no. Leaving my coffee cup full I walked out. Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me. I’ve learnt my lesson now.

Hjelle Bakery, if you’re reading this, please send someone to Ørjan Torg for a serious round of damage control. Atleast do a coffe course. I hope this branch doesn’t represent your chain as a whole.

Final verdict: 1/5 ⭐

(this star is solely rewarded for the lovely woman behind the cash register)

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