A nice little place. I'm inside, and the sun shining in through the open window onto my table is offset by a pleasant cool breeze. The traffic noise is not too bad. My table is square, fake wood. My espresso came with a packet of sugar cubes.

A man sporting a small loop earring in his left ear sits at the bar with two prepubescent girls. A slightly Buddha-shaped man sits at an outside umbrella-shaded table with a little terrier at his feet.