Me and Kenny stumbled into this cafe trying to awkwardly escape from this lady who began to make us uncomfortable with her crazy stories. Was she crazy? Far for it for me to judge within our 10 minute interaction. But her stories were, they really were.
Anyways Kenny decided to ease my nerves by offering to get me an Americano. As we waited for our drinks I took a look around this cafe. It seems more like an old house you find in a museum, when exhibitions try to show how life was for people back then. The floors and the wall are marinated with nostalgia. Small, and makes for intimate hangouts. A lot of girls catching of with their girlfriends here.
I'm curious about their lunch menu, everyone's dishes looked really delicious but at the time I didn't feel like eating so I skipped out. We were just waiting till the coast was clear.
Their coffee was great, but nothing for me to rave about or put on a list or bring up in conversation. Either you tell crazy stories or boring ones, and I refuse to lull anyone into zzzzzzzZZZZZZ's.
Yelp's 30 Day Challenge 23/30 (geez I'm REALLY stretching these out now, haha)