Saturday Steals – Café Presse 4

I’ve waited to write about this because I wasn’t sure if I should. Between my disappointment and disgust, it was difficult to tell you about Café Presse. It seemed almost wrong to admit I really did love the olive tapenade, soft-boiled egg, tomato concoction. I didn’t know if I should admit the crusty baguette packed with melted bittersweet chocolate was a dripping mess of goodness.

Why? In two words – fruit flies. They were everywhere. As soon as the food arrived, they descended. What I found even more off-putting was when I mentioned the onslaught of unwanted guests, the waitress acted like it was no big deal. She offered to open a window.

Open a window?? Really people??
Alright, enough with the rant. Here’s the deal. Café Presse has a great atmosphere with a fun, urban chic look. If you’re into soccer or want foreign magazines, they have you covered. And, when the fruit flies are not also inhabiting their dining room, it’s a pretty good, affordable place to grab a small bite and a drink.

Would I go back? Probably. But, I’d ask about the fruit flies first.

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About Mikaela Cowles

I’m a food-gobbling, book-reading, aspiring photog. Born and raised in Seattle, I love dancing in the rain, bouquets of fresh basil and green grass between my toes. I like how kneading butter into flour makes my fingers soft. I’m passionate about all things sweet potato. I prefer my coffee black, my scotch on the rocks and my steak bloody. I hunt, when I have time; play basketball; and hike. I’ve been known to laugh so hard I hyperventilate. And, I’m the owner of Making Language Count, a boutique freelance writing business.

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