Little Vienna operates four little shops in Sydney CBD. They also operate coffee machines which turn out some terrible espresso and are responsible for this disgraceful website which hasn’t been updated in years.
I’m a bit of a fan of Little Vienna’s amazing club sandwich (complete with epic amounts of bacon!) and the banana bread. Oh that banana bread… full of flavour, sliced over an inch thick, toasted perfectly each time and served piping hot with butter, wrapped in aluminium foil.
Yesterday morning I ordered some of that banana bread (unbeatable at $2.95, by the way) for breakfast.
I received the full and undivided attention of the lady behind the register as I was the only person in the shop. Somewhat unusually, I was the *only* customer in the shop the whole time I was there.
Normally, Little Vienna is PACKED with customers waiting for their coffee and food. They spill out onto the footpath, patiently waiting for their ticket number to the be called. Yesterday, however, I casually strolled from one side of the shop to the other, looking outside and enjoying the smell from the bacon and chicken on the grills.
My daydreaming was broken when the woman behind the counter, the same woman who took my order and money not more than five minutes earlier, yelled, at the top of her lungs, “TWO FIVE SEVEN”. OMG! No. Could it be? Yes, it was my call-up. Would would have thought it?!
I collected my nicely-wrapped banana bread and wandered off, ever so slightly shell-shocked. Was that military-esque bingo call really necessary? I *get* why their simple docket system works 99.9% of the time, but surely some common-sense needs to prevail. Just maybe, guys?