Cafe Prima

I don’t know Italian, but i reckon that the Prima in «Café Prima» must stand for prime, or good, or something like that… if it does i may need to have a word with the author of the Italian/​English translation book these guys used.
I was lured into this joint by the promise of free wifi and a soup/​wrap combo for £3.50 and the threat of the impending bucket full of rain gliding its way down Argyle Street. After plonking myself down, ordering the soup /​wrap and spending the next 10 mins arguing with the wifi settings
” no no no, that is the correct password. look, look at the piece of paper she gave me, cant you see it, stupid bloody thing… oh wait, is that a z? Christ who puts a horizontal line through the upstroke of a Z?“
Aye so, first impressions of the joint almost made me do an about turn as soon as i had entered and this would have been the case had i not been welcomed by the owner and felt guilty about doing the old about turn… bloody annoying conscience.
Soup: one step up from tinned, in fact, tinned with added veg.
Wrap: small, ripped to hell (looked like a dog mauled newspaper)
Wrap: OK so i mentioned wrap already but i have a final complaint. Maybe its just me but would anyone else find lettuce in a toasted wrap just a little bit odd?
Verdict. With so many other alternative lunch joints in the area i feel a little robbed that i stumbled blindly into this one. Learn from my experience fellow Unilocalites… Prima in Italian means meh!