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| - "I have always been amazed at my contemporaries' lack of finesse, I whose soul writhed from morning to night, in the mere quest of itself".
the times are a changing.
this is a hard review, the old arts cafe (pre renovation) was my favorite spot to while the time away, a box that housed my box for hours on end, the place had a soul, the walls had ears, the windows had eyes, the coffee was cheap and bottomless, it was a hangout for those who couldn't study in solitary confinement, fully equipped with a silver haired waitress that rivaled some of the greatest women who ever lived, and now, sure, the coffee is better and it's heated in the winter and presumably air conditioned in the summer, and sure the food is executed very well (though $9 fancy but delicious grilled cheese with no side is still tough to digest), but it has no soul. it's no longer a cafe that feels like part of the community, a place to be for people looking for a place to be, and although the coffee and food is night and day from its predecessor, it feels like a vampire went for the jugular and sucked the vivre out of the joint.
that doesn't make it a bad place, it just blends in now, with all the other nice cafes that serve good, slightly overpriced food and nice coffee, and if you want a spotless and bright place that serves nice coffee/baked good items you should go there. wait, that doesn't sound so bad.
-1 star is for the memory of a love long gone, and since i only throw my arms around stone, after much deliberation, i'll give it a solid yet seething, spiteful recommend.
do cafes need to be an extension of the patron? with so much time and so little to do, perhaps. it is a cafe for its place and time, so i recommend it only to people who are for their place and time, but for those among you who are late in time, lost in place, i don't know. in any case, with any place, you must find out for yourself.
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