I woke up at 12pm with a hangover and needed some pick me up. It was a Sunday and one of the few spots within walking distance of my hotel that was open. I guess Mesa has some goofy fucking Mormon law or something. Anyway it was a nice spot to get out of the blast furnace and recharge. Very nice counter help and with a mellow vibe. A very low key, non pretentious java den. Had a tasty iced coffee and a very tasty, cheesy breakfast burrito. I'd hit this joint again if I ever found myself with a hangover in Mesa.