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| - After spending two hours looking at (and listening to) some wonderful instruments, Violeta and I decided to meet up at the cafe.
The place was hoppin'! It was 1pm, and there were actually two sections in this room. While they had the same furniture, one area felt like a coffee shop, with the rounded counter adorned with cookies and deli cases filled with bottles of water and juices, and I don't know what else, since we decided to sit in the other section, which had a more "open" feel to it. Large glass windows that allowed nature to envelope you, at least a little bit, and, I would have to say, it felt like a bustling bistro. A bustling tree-hugging green bistro (and I type this in a loving, respectful way). Wished there was more than just one busser, though. If there were more, it certainly looked like there was only the one. Waited for awhile for tables to be cleared. Finally, I had to walk up to him to ask if he'd clean up ours. If I hadn't felt rushed to sit and relax while waiting for the food to arrive before leaving for school, I wouldn't have minded the wait so much.
I liked the organic, high-end feel to the place, and the busyness of the line cooks, who looked more like they should be cooking at a fancy steakhouse, and the presentations of the menus and food make you feel like you're really paying for quality here. The menus allude to the usage of local produce and the occasional organic item, but I'd like to see higher-quality oils being used-- say no to GM soybean, canola, cottonseed, and corn oils! I enjoyed my 6 oz. grass-fed burger and perfectly-crisped and seasoned sweet potato fries. Next time, I'm going to have to check out the desserts. Some looked absolutely devilish!
p.s. Didn't like having to retrieve my own cutlery or napkins. The atmosphere calls for cutlery enfolded in cloth, and on the table, not sitting in metal holders, like you're at a buffet or at the cafeteria at work. The paper napkins were of high-quality super-absorbent material, though, I must say.
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