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	<title>Comments on: Cardinal Coffee Shop Lounge &#8211; San Jose, CA</title>
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	<description>Are YOU happy?  o.O</description>
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		<title>By: Awesome Amber</title>
		<link>http://www.aslongasyourehappy.com/2010/03/01/cardinal-coffee-shop-lounge-san-jose-ca/comment-page-1/#comment-9</link>
		<dc:creator>Awesome Amber</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Mar 2010 02:35:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>And in addition to my BLAND meal, I feel like I MUST describe the bathroom. The bathroom is located between the dining area and the seedy lounge.

I noticed on arrival that you could smell the bathrooms on your way into the dining area, so I was not a happy camper when nature inevitably called. I trekked my way over to the bathrooms, and as I got closer, the smell became stronger. I finally managed to push open the (sticky! D:  D:  D:) door and the measly two stalls were filled. There&#039;s not enough room to stand in there (nor would I want to b/c of the smell), as you are blocking the sinks, so I waited in the hall for someone to come out.

Finally, this drunk, middle-aged skank stumbled out, and I made my way in. FUCK. The floor was COVERED in urine. It smelled SO bad, I was gagging. Not only that, but the bottom of my jeans was soaking it all up (damn you HEIGHT, DAMN YOU).

I armored the toilet with 3 ass-gaskets, and did my business. THERE WAS NO FUCKIN&#039; TOILET PAPER. Why? B/c all the toilet paper was on the ground, in the puddles of urine and whatever else.

So I had to finish up with MORE ass-gaskets... and then i flushed. I tried to get out of my stall, but I noticed that I had ribbons of toilet paper stuck to my fuckin sneakers.I could not get it off, so I got what i could off and rubbed my soles on the ganky carpet on the way back to the table.

God. So gross.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>And in addition to my BLAND meal, I feel like I MUST describe the bathroom. The bathroom is located between the dining area and the seedy lounge.</p>
<p>I noticed on arrival that you could smell the bathrooms on your way into the dining area, so I was not a happy camper when nature inevitably called. I trekked my way over to the bathrooms, and as I got closer, the smell became stronger. I finally managed to push open the (sticky! D:  D:  D:) door and the measly two stalls were filled. There&#8217;s not enough room to stand in there (nor would I want to b/c of the smell), as you are blocking the sinks, so I waited in the hall for someone to come out.</p>
<p>Finally, this drunk, middle-aged skank stumbled out, and I made my way in. FUCK. The floor was COVERED in urine. It smelled SO bad, I was gagging. Not only that, but the bottom of my jeans was soaking it all up (damn you HEIGHT, DAMN YOU).</p>
<p>I armored the toilet with 3 ass-gaskets, and did my business. THERE WAS NO FUCKIN&#8217; TOILET PAPER. Why? B/c all the toilet paper was on the ground, in the puddles of urine and whatever else.</p>
<p>So I had to finish up with MORE ass-gaskets&#8230; and then i flushed. I tried to get out of my stall, but I noticed that I had ribbons of toilet paper stuck to my fuckin sneakers.I could not get it off, so I got what i could off and rubbed my soles on the ganky carpet on the way back to the table.</p>
<p>God. So gross.</p>
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		<title>By: Awesome Amber</title>
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		<dc:creator>Awesome Amber</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Mar 2010 02:27:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>And now I feel compelled to describe my rip-off french toast. 

Cardinal Cinnamon French Toast w/ Caramel Sauce: Four triangles (2 slices of bread) of basic french toast, thrown into a basic cinnamon sugar mixture and tossed on a plate. I expected the cinnamon to be part of the egg mixture that the toast is fried in. Nowhere in the description does it say that this is &quot;cinnamon sugar french toast...&quot; this dish and the lack of clarifying description is totally misleading. 

The portion itself was so small that they had to decorate my barren plate with a stupid orange slice topped with a maraschino cherry. My plate also came with a cup filled with nasty-ass fake butter and a microscopic plastic cup of &quot;caramel sauce&quot;... it could not have been more than a tablespoon... if that. And it was cold... I&#039;m almost positive that it&#039;s that crap you squeeze on top of ice cream sundaes.

For almost $9, this particular meal was a complete and total rip off. When you go to a restaurant, you want to order something unique that you don&#039;t usually make at home... I could have made this at home for FREE and I can guarantee that it would be thousands of times better than this gastronomic atrocity.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>And now I feel compelled to describe my rip-off french toast. </p>
<p>Cardinal Cinnamon French Toast w/ Caramel Sauce: Four triangles (2 slices of bread) of basic french toast, thrown into a basic cinnamon sugar mixture and tossed on a plate. I expected the cinnamon to be part of the egg mixture that the toast is fried in. Nowhere in the description does it say that this is &#8220;cinnamon sugar french toast&#8230;&#8221; this dish and the lack of clarifying description is totally misleading. </p>
<p>The portion itself was so small that they had to decorate my barren plate with a stupid orange slice topped with a maraschino cherry. My plate also came with a cup filled with nasty-ass fake butter and a microscopic plastic cup of &#8220;caramel sauce&#8221;&#8230; it could not have been more than a tablespoon&#8230; if that. And it was cold&#8230; I&#8217;m almost positive that it&#8217;s that crap you squeeze on top of ice cream sundaes.</p>
<p>For almost $9, this particular meal was a complete and total rip off. When you go to a restaurant, you want to order something unique that you don&#8217;t usually make at home&#8230; I could have made this at home for FREE and I can guarantee that it would be thousands of times better than this gastronomic atrocity.</p>
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