I came for the coffees and the atmosphere, arriving early on a Sunday morning. I lucked out in getting a shady parking spot on the curb by the café entrance. The handful of outside tables were already occupied by relaxed coffee sippers. I wanted to sit inside anyway, to soak up the ambiance of this neat café. It's small, but cozy. Walls are done in Chicago brick, meaning used bricks (some with splashes of baby-blue paint left over from the bricks' previous incarnation), which lends character to this coffee shop. Dropdown acrylic paintings, brightly colored with stylized floral patterns, reached down from the ceiling, adding an artsy touch to the scene.
There were pastries and empanadas available, but I was here just for the coffees. Besides, that food was not baked on premises. From the row of coffee beans lining the wall behind the register counter, I chose the Brazilian blend, and opted to have it as an espresso. I sipped it, seated in one of the cushioned love seats, while vintage tunes from bygone decades wafted through the room.
My second round of espresso was the Blue Mountain coffee from Jamaica, for which I paid a hefty premium. But I had never tried this expensive coffee, and now was the time to close that blind spot in my coffee experiences. I sipped it to a melody from Simon and Garfunkel in a relaxed, friendly environment. Sigh.
I actually liked the Brazilian blend better, with its bold, rich flavor. The Jamaican coffee was too acidic to suit me.
A most enjoyable café experience.
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