The moment feels right. Soft rock is playing faintly in the background. The walls are cluttered with a myriad of vintage objects ranging from broken hats to old post cards from unknown places. One wall is completely covered by musical posters and small paintings and images from artists who never made it anywhere. On the top left side of the wall there is a unique brown reethe made of pinecones. One small white wire runs across the top of this wall, providing electricity to a small and lonely lightbulb.
I’m sitting in a a clunky old chair. There is a long turquoise bench on the other side of the table. The colors of the room remind me of a vintage thrift store in Brooklyn. It’s beautiful. The coffee stained and crumpled menus are hiding in between the silver and square napkin dispenser and the salt and pepper shakers. The plain white coffee mugs are complimented by old and cheap silverware that isn’t silver, but rather gray. There is a group of 10 or 11 people sitting on the other side of the room. Only two people are working at this place, one of them being Maggie, the cook.
The waitress, “Violet” sports a neon blue crewneck t-shirt under a black and white checkerboard v-neck top. Her hair brown hair is held in a big bun by a faded pink bandana which is wrapped a top her head. She has a set of blue and purple clunky earrings that compliment her neon blue crewneck t-shirt. Her gentle and high pitched voice is unable to mask her anxious tone, however, it is cute and reminds me of a character featured in fairytale. She runs around this small cafe from table to table refilling coffee and taking side orders of home fries and fresh fruit, non-stop.
Even the bathroom in this cafe is unordinary. It is no bigger than three feet wide and three feet long. The paper towels are where the toilet paper should be and the toilet paper is where the paper towels should be. I don’t know if the cafe owners intended this to happen, either way it is funky.
This moment is very special to me. It is almost too good to be true. I feel very relaxed and feel no sense of stress, in the slightest. Even though the waitress is hurrying around the cafe, this place feels tranquil. I want to be here again.