A big place, split into several rooms, each of which could be a small café in its own right. The walls in this one are covered with framed photos and portraits, tasteful paintings and drawings of nude women and such. Couches line the edges, and tables of various sizes, many of them sized for four people. Wooden chairs fill the spaces at each table across from the couches; there is a slight variety in them as with the tables. At the windows are tall potted ferns, and there are lamps and lights appropriately spaced about to create a very pleasant atmosphere. In the center of the room are stairs leading down to the restrooms; an old red and tan life preserver hangs on one side of the protective railing at the top.
The saucer for my espresso cup is metal, a bit bigger than a cd, flat except for the sunken part in the middle where the cup is nestled. A small silver chalice holds brown and white blocky lumps of sugar. A glass tumbler, thicker on top with a grooved easy-grip lower part, held my water. I'm surprised I've never been here before; it's a very comfortable place.
Sugar: bowl of brown and white lumps of sugar
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