I have been to hundreds of coffee shops across this country and Café Van Houtte has somehow managed to be the worst experience of all of them. Combined. The "barista" — and I use that term very loosely — had absolutely no clue how to pull a proper espresso shot. What arrived in my cup was an undrinkable, burnt, watery embarrassment that I wouldn't serve to someone I hate. A vending machine produces better coffee. A gas station produces better coffee. My 8-year-old nephew, on his first attempt, would produce better coffee. The manager, rather than showing any concern, was condescending, dismissive, and borderline hostile. Zero professionalism. Zero accountability. The kind of attitude that makes you wonder how this place is still open. The staff looked confused by basic requests and moved at a pace that suggested they were being paid by the hour to do as little as possible. And the prices? Absolutely criminal for what you receive. This isn't a coffee shop — it's a masterclass in how to scam customers with a smile. Do yourself a favor. Walk past this place. Keep walking. Find literally anywhere else.
