I stepped in the DOOR to walk towards the counter but there was a Barista with a broom sweeping up what looked to be a glass mug broken right in front of the counter. Stepping aside I waited for the Barista to dump the junk to order... Waited for him to clear the counter/tray full of empty cups to order...
When he asked, I saw Cappucinno to go. As he continued to put the empties away I waited. As he got ready and mingled with others behind the counter I waited. WORTH the wait as the shot pulled into the paper cup looked so amazing. He then made his signature milk pour and it was a work of art as most people have expectations for but don't realize how many hours it takes to perfect.
I had a previous ENCOUNTER here before where the Baristas where just as good and I took a seat on the upper level. It has its mix of CHIC lighting mixed with Wooden worn elements. I think it's not one of those places I can feel comfortable in, maybe I'm too RUGGED and uncool for this setting. Maybe I'm right!