It was love at first sip.
I'm a bit of a coffee snob. I love good coffee, and I love that coffee more when it is artfully brewed. I'm a purist. I prefer black coffee or espresso. And I tend to think of flavors and cream as something to mask mediocrity. But I digress. So I ordered the espresso and the husband ordered coffee. Delicious. Plus, we received sparkling water, as is common practice in foreign countries where they celebrate it's play against the coffee on the palate. Perfect. There was also free water available, flavored beautifully with cucumber.
I'm already happy. And then the food. We ordered a sandwich and a quiche. The sandwich was well prepared and incredibly tasty. And then there was the quiche. I'm generally not a huge fan of them. Can't really say I've ever met one that I enjoyed. But the husband is a big fan. Upon trying a bite, I understood his love of them. The crispy flaky crust, the tender, melt-in-your mouth fluffiness of egg. Oh goodness, this is what it's supposed to taste like. It was amazing. The husband said a true quiche should have some parsley in it, but I was more concerned with the deliciousness than authenticity.
Both the food and coffee can only be described as made with love here. I'm sure I'll be back repeatedly until I've sampled a majority of those delicious-looking desserts that beckoned my name when ordering. Mmmmm.