Orestes N.
Google
As you approach what can only be described as a WeWork "employee enrichment room" from the outside, you find yourself shocked as you make the questionable choice of entering. Immediately emotions start whirling In the pit of your stomach. Confusion, dismay and unplaced anger assault you when you've come to the realization that you've entered what can only be described as an IKEA office section without horse meatballs. What you can order, however, is decidedly more unappetizing. You have a vast array of choices, including the most prolific: expensive soggy bread. And for those with discerning palates, soggy bread with tomato, or avocado or both or whatever it is yuppies like to spend 25+ dollars on. I grabbed my double espresso, which, came in a paper cup, of course, and furiously poured it down my throat lest it cool down before I took my seat. I then spent the remainder of my time taking in the scenery. This place exudes an uncanny aura of Holiday Inn lobby chic. I found myself mezmerized by the clientele, The diverse millennial Yuppy in its natural habitat. They had it all. Macbooks. Airpods. Birkenstocks. No one was talking to each other and everyone was busy "project manahing"and "making sure Jessica completed her deliverable by fourth quarter". The espresso left a sour taste in my mouth. I wish I could only be so kind about VESTER Cafe.