Almost never is a café visit only about coffee, and that is particularly true at Sofra, a café-deli-restaurant-destination. Its food, with a morning cup of coffee, offers a lesson in pairings.
In my Triangle visit, the space was crisscrossed with striding workers. The residents of café tables were bent over computers and phones. The coffee is just fine.
The cheery greetings, coffee enthusiasm and café gossip at Call Me Honey make it no surprise that the place has retained Curio’s regulars and has added its own fans.
What’s in your closet? If it’s brightly colored, even garish and of little practical use, it’s a candidate for Nostalgia, the vintage gear and coffee house in Union Square.
In a nod to the wonderful Tartan Army who’ve turned a lot of us into Scots, this weeks’ visits to the coffee shops Wicked and Zaruma Gold are a “Highland fling.”