On the weekend I was getting a coffee with my sister from the window at Spilt Milk café
in Neerim Road, just around the corner from Koornang Road. The barista gave my sister a bone shaped biscuit from a jar, and after a moment’s hesitation she realised it wasn’t for her, but our four legged companion! They say an elephant never forgets, well my pooch never forgets where she gets food, so I know where she’ll want me to stop the next time we go for a walk.
Oh, by the way the coffee was good too, and no waiting!