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| - I was a little apprehensive & had my reservations about the place when I walked in. This is only due to the fact that all of the patrons were either douchebags / bitches doing their homework/studying/being a hipster, or parents with ugly screaming kids. I rarely get pissed at screaming kids, but I have come to learn that it's because most kids are cute. The ones at the cafe on Sunday were fugnation citizens. The douchey hipster bitches irritated me because they each took up an entire table (reserved for 2 or 4 patrons), and then proceeded to scowl and dart death stares at everyone else who was trying to talk or eat or make noise. LISTEN UP ASSHOLES, IT'S NOT A LIBRARY, SO DON'T GET PISSED WHEN THERE ARE NORMAL SOCIAL NOISES COMING FROM A PUBLIC CAFE. Besides, you are going to fail your exam/write something dumb on your macbook pro anyway, so either put your intellectual props away, or stop being an ass.
Ok, moving on. The cafe was easy to find, lots of parking along the street, and the location is great. The people who worked there were awesome. So kind, patient, and genuinely happy to be working there. The baked goods were phenomenal, and they are all made on site or locally. There were SO many to choose from! The artichoke pesto panini was delicious (just not hot; it actually got cold before I got half way through the first half of the sandwich), and the cappuccino was perfect. The ratio of coffee to milk & foam was exactly spot on.
I did end up eating as fast as I could and leaving because of the screaming kids and jerkface factor, but I would definitely visit the place again and get some coffee and make small talk with the baristas.
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