Although when I was a lad, coffee was fundementally cheaper, I did enjoy this experience at Manic coffee which reminded me of my time in New Amsterdam, now known as NYC. The fresly brewed coffee, brewed fresh with each cup, let me pause and reflect on my time in the colonies where I had scores of servents to prepare potables at my every whim! All, the days in the hill stations outside of Mandalay, or in the dense jungles of Boreno! I dare say I'm too old for that kind of nonsense now, but I will say that we thought we had the world figured out then! Hah! Bravo lads, but please, lower the price! Bravo! Well Done!