Brinda A.
Yelp
Don't get me wrong, I REALLY, REALLY like J+A Café. I really do. (Really). I just happened to experience a collection of minor annoyances when there (and afterward, which I won't get into too much detail about...but I will say that there were a lot of fruit-flavoured antacids involved). Sadly, these minutia added up and collectively discoloured my time at J+A.
The spot itself is beyond adorable -- while its presence is indicated by a small sign flanking the excessively shop-and-cafe-laden Clerkenwell Road, J+A Café is actually recessed within a small courtyard slightly behind street-level. This courtyard, furthermore, is everything you'd want a little, indie, hippie, summery courtyard to be, with red, white, and blue bunting hanging above the walkway, fairy lights streaming in the same fashion, and appropriately shabby-chic, slightly rusted, coloured steel patio furniture along each side of the yard. However, as it was daytime, and it was a lovely 3 degrees outside, we could not sit in said area.
Entry into J+A is a tiny bit confusing, as it is split into two buildings, if you will -- on the right, the bar, and on the left, the restaurant and café. Both were packed when we approached (and it was about 2pm...I suppose it is 5 o'clock somewhere), so it was difficult to tell which one to enter. We ultimately opted for the left door, and ended up in a very woodsy, earthy-looking room, complete with wooden 'community'-style tables and benches, flower pots and watering cans abound, and a huge chalkboard with the specials of the day written on them. The café itself isn't very large, so a server spotted us immediately and sat us at the only open table.
So, here is where my small annoyances start. I'll list them here.
1) I ordered the garden pea and goats cheese quiche, which came with a regular, mixed greens salad and a 'special' salad (either the seasonal veg of the day, a quinoa, cous-cous, or barley type of grain salad, a brown rice salad, or potato salad). However, I was really craving soup, and asked the server whether I could get a side of soup, instead of the salads, with my quiche.
2) No. I would have to get an entire, £6.50 serving of soup, in addition to the £10 quiche with salads that I didn't really want in the first place. This was apparently due to the till not being able to accept side orders of soup. Okay, fair enough, I guess. I didn't want to eat a full portion of soup on top of a full meal, so I just let it go. I had asked the server what her favourite side dish was, and she said the brown rice dish; I wasn't really feeling that, so I ordered the veg of the day as my side salad (which happened to be braised cabbage)...or so I thought.
3) We were, admittedly, in a hurry, so it didn't help matters that the food took a little longer than average to come out -- about 25-30 minutes. I think we ended up waiting longer for our food to be cooked than we spent eating it.
4) When my quiche (finally) came, the plate had both the brown rice and braised cabbage on it. Why, I will never understand. I did not ask for the rice. And...we were still charged for the rice. Which, again, I did not ask for. Since it was just a single portion, and already covered in braised cabbage juices, I figured I'd just shut up and let it go (a recurring theme, it seems).
5) Remember when I mentioned that the bar and café are separate from one another? Turns out, the kitchen is also located where the bar stands...across the courtyard. One wouldn't think that a 10 second walk outside would affect the temperature of food much...but the entire top half of my quiche was cold, as was the rice.
6) Garden pea quiche, to me, means a quiche WITH garden peas in it. Not a ladle-full of garden peas with a bit of egg thrown in there to hold it together, and crust on the bottom. It was all pea, no quiche. It's a good thing I don't mind peas, but not as a main dish...I don't know. I guess I ordered the wrong thing.
7) Since the restaurant space is small, as I've mentioned, every time a server happened to walk by our table, my bag and coat kept getting knocked off the part of the bench I had placed them on top of. This happened throughout our meal.
8) As our meal was coming to an end (which was another prolonged event, as it took ages to get the bill), I ordered a soya latte to go. When it came, I was given a bowl of sugar cubes, but no spoon. After some internal debate as to whether I was that desperate for some sugar on top of the caffeine boost (the answer is always 'yes'), I ended up using my finger as a stir-stick. Only after I had done this did the server notice and ask me if I wanted a spoon...
I'm prepared to give J+A Café another chance because I'm a real sucker for a great ambience, and fairy lights. However, I will be ordering something else, and I will bring my own spoon just in case...