My new favorite resturaunt.

On Saturday night,  I went to the coolest restaurant ever.

It was made out of someone's old house, and was converted into this little hole-in-the-wall of awesomeness. We walked up the front porch steps and sauntered into the doorway to find ourselves in someone's entryway. To the right was the living room, and the dining room and den were ahead, separated by a small hallway.

Only instead of carpet and TVs and fancy couches and sofas, there were tables of every size and shape, wooden chairs, and wooden floors. It was dimly lit - bright so you could see clearly, but soft enough so make the air seem more personal and casual.

I followed Danny into the back, where we sat down at a low round table. I took a seat on a couch covered with blankets and pillows
                                                   and thought,
                                                              This is so cool!

While we were sitting there, a waitress came out of the kitchen, pushing the door open. Before the door could close, a cat suddenly burst from the opening. The waitress exclaimed something along the lines of, " Not again!" as the cat scampered into the company of us patrons. Everyone looked on, giggling good-naturedly, as the waitress tried to catch the kitty. It certainly was a fun sight as the tabby scuttled under tables and around chairs, her red collar jingling with each step.

The escapee was eventually caught and sentenced to the rest of the night in the company of the cook. =)



Danny's friends arrived, and we looked at our menus (which were faded pieces of paper that looked handwritten...). I couldn't decide between the Chai and the dessert of Frozen Lemon Mousse topped with Raspberries.... in the end i decided on the Chai.

                      But that wasn't good enough for Danny.
                                           And he ordered the Lemon Mousse for me.

The Chai was quite possibly the best tea I've ever had. It was served in a lackluster teal mug, topped with tons of flavorful froth. The hint of vanilla and herbs was delectable, and it was the perfect temperature - too hot to drink fast, but cool enough to sip without it burning your tongue.

The Frozen Lemon Mousse was great, too. Homemade that day, it was tart and zingy - but the added raspberries provided the perfect amount of sweetness.

While we were sitting there, we realized that our seemingly ordinary table wasn't so ordinary - it was slowly spinning in a circle! Gradually over time, things on the table would end up on the opposite side. It was so slow that you would never be able to tell unless you were looking extremely carefully.

We noticed about halfway through our stay that our spot wasn't the only special one - a little ways away, a couple suddenly jumped as their table shook and made a loud buzzing sound. They looked around as people turned to them, smiling knowingly. The young couple couldn't help but laugh as they announced,
                          "It wasn't us. Our table's haunted!"



From their under-water themed bathroom to their wire-rimmed coat hanger, this was by far the coolest restaurant I've ever been too.

It's just sad that I can't remember it's name =(