was a spongier texture than the rest of it, which was due to the absorption of the delicious browned butter on the bottom of the pan. Hot chocolate featured lots of real whipped cream on top. I watched the counter girl make this hot chocolate the way all hot chocolate should be made, with steamed milk, but this particular version had watered-down flavor and thin consistency that did not hit the right flavor spot for me.

As I sat eating at a large wooden table, I leaned back to fully take in my surroundings. Every table and chair in the room was made

out of solid wood, but each one was a different wood stain and construction style. Pushed up along the front window was an old couch covered in a floral print. The hand painted walls and mix-and-match distressed natural wood style made me feel like I was in a family-owned European country café.

I watched other customers walk in and place their orders, and as I observed the counter girl, I realized that some of these customers must be regulars because she appeared to automatically know what they wanted to order when they walked in the door. The café was quite