A nice place, open, no mirror beside me, a nice window seat, plenty of room, nice diner-type booths nearby, everything nice and homey, comfortable. The square table is a nice comfortable size (ok, I'll stop using the words nice and comfortable), with a smoky brown design on top. The cup and saucer are painted with flowers and three sugar cubes accompanied my espresso. The metal chairs have clay-colored leathery seat and back cushions; the booth couches are upholstered with the same stuff.

Outside, car alarms go off briefly, quietly, as rain drizzles down on the rather wide intersection. I don't hear any music. The refrigerated dessert cabinet has carafes of water on the bottom shelf. Glowing off-white spheres are omnipresent, lighting the place in a pleasing, subtle way.