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| - Location: On the main, in the heart of Little Italy. Street parking or transit.
The place: It's one hot mess and if I were to use one word to describe the place, that word would be 'chaos'. On one hand, the bar area reminds me of Rome, where one tosses back their caffé like a shot while observing the baristas hone their craft, then quickly hit the road. However, Café Italia lacks the organization of Italian caffés. Over there, you order at the cash, take your receipt then walk over to the bar and wait for your coffee. Once you're done, off you go. At Italia, it's one big free-for-all where patrons come in and huddle around the bar without any order whatsoever. So you can be there for ten minutes while some guy walks in off the street and places his order in ahead of you. It's a survival of the fittest kind of situation. I hate inefficiency. Also, people actually do sit at the bar and linger rather than leave once they're done. But that's fine - I mean, I personally think coffee should be lingered over anyway. They do have tables if you're not a fan of the bar.
The coffee: Ordinary and a bit too bitter (I had a Macchiato). I prefer Olimpico or Myriade.
Service: Grumpy. That's really all I have to say about that.
Price point: Excellent - it cost $3.50 for a Macchiato and an Espresso. Can't beat that!
Would I go back? Maybe I'll give them another go on a quieter day but I won't go out of my way to do so.
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