It was memorable for the wrong reasons. I wasn't sure if I was in a place of worship or a cafe. Praying hands on the wall extolled "He who the son sets free is free indeed" and "Jesus is the Gift" on a red wall plate.
The owner assembled my chicken avocado crepe, placing marbled cheddar on top with a drizzle of sweet chili sauce before popping it into the microwave. Nothing about this concoction was right. I wondered who had created this menu item and why hadn't I ordered the standard borscht and homemade bread??
L.
I order a roast beef sandwich on wholewheat with a bowl of borscht. How does one write about a place so familiar? Usually all I see is the homemade bread and soup. I find it's a great place to make a shopping list before crossing the street to Askew's for groceries. Today though, I am noticing the sayings that present themselves around the cafe. "He who sets the son free is FREE indeed" and "Jesus is the Gift" on a red plate that reminds me of a Coke logo.
I want to lick every drop of soup from my bowl. Amen.
D.
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