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| - I don't really understand the hype over Olimpico. It's right across the street from me and by far the closest café to me, but I always find myself going farther afield. The coffee is okay, I suppose, but there's coffee that's just as good to be had elsewhere on St-Viateur and especially one block up on Bernard.
Apart from the decent coffee, Olimpico is a strange, disharmonious, and unfortunate blend of the worst aspects of a cafe and a sports bar. The food is at best underwhelming (with some options, such as the pre-packaged, days-old croissants, being totally off the radar of acceptability), so there's nothing to complement the decent coffee. There are plenty of people who go there to chat and/or read, and the patio is nice enough on a sunny day, though the clash between this crowd and the sports-bar contingent is palpable and insufficiently tempered by Olimpico's lack of a liquor licence (which, to me, makes it the worst possible place to watch a sports game).
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