I don't go in enough for the morning barista to know my name, but she always phrases it as, "I'm sorry, I should know this, what is your name again?" and I find that charming. The homemade whipped cream is almost impossible to resist - and if you're going to do that then you might as well have it be resting upon a large Velvet Mocha - one of the best coffee drinks in Phoenix. I feel like I should bring my Powerbook every time I come here - and I even find myself counting how many non-mac users dare to crack open their cases. Still, it's a fun little cafe with friendly staff and fabulous hot beverages. Bring an out of town SF or NY hipster who refuses to believe there is ANY culture in Phoenix.