Now you see me , now you don’t .

Can you spot my camouflaged cup of coffee ?

Thanks to the reviews by other bupplers, I was made aware of the existence of this quaint cafe.

The coffee was robust with a slight sourish undertone. I actually liked the pretty clay cup more than the coffee πŸ˜‚. Given that it was my first encounter in a tipping cafe , it was a pretty exciting encounter for me .

The ambience was lovely especially since I managed to get the seat by the window. Strangely , I felt a tad tinge of cautiousness and tension too - perhaps it was too quiet 🀫.

The usual me would have opted for cakes with my coffee but I felt more like drinking than eating today. So it’s just me and my coffee in complete silence 😌

I agree with that feeling of cautiousness 🀣