"Maybe it’s something about the way the stone-covered space becomes even moodier when it’s gloomy outside, but this cafe is an ideal location for brooding over a dirty horchata chai as you contribute to society in exchange for a salary. In addition to a handful of big round tables, there’s bleacher seating in an upstairs loft if you prefer to use that laptop as the inventor of the thing initially intended. Grab a blackberry passionfruit-stuffed concha, and it’s dangerously easy to linger for hours—just note that there's no WiFi (or laptops allowed) on the weekends." - aimee rizzo, kayla sager riley