I have been bitten by the move bug many times in my life. Always I have found that I cannot make it without the soft colors of winter, the ever changing Lake Erie, or the smoke from the steel mills. I also know there are places in this town I cannot duplicate elsewhere. One of these places is Cafe Miami. Breakfasts in Tampa or NYC or Puerto Vallarta may be nice but not this unique. Cafe Miami joins the West Side Market, Playhouse Square, and Edgewater Park to make Cleveland my place to be.