#28: Chocolati Café - Greenwood

In the spirit of letting the order of which coffeeshops are attended devolve into utter chaos, the latest coffeeshop that Kristy and I visited was Chocolati Café in Greenwood. I’m going to rate it as a disappointment right away, simply due to the fact that Johnny Depp was not present, as its name had very clearly implied. (But not really. It wasn’t a disappointment at all).

We found parking pretty quickly and walked by a bookstore that is extremely reminiscent of a bookstore that Kristy and I frequent when in San Francisco. (Although, the bookstore in San Francisco has a resident cat named Owen that wanders around the store and has been there the last two years we have been there. This store did not appear to have a friendly neighborhood pet).

We got to Chocolati Café and were faced with an entire case of delicious looking truffles and other chcocolate confections. The woman at the counter, who, by the way, had amazingly curly hair that I wanted to kidnap and place on my own head, didn’t grow frustrated with us even as we took upwards of five minutes looking at the case and trying to decide what kind of chocolate we wanted. We finally decided, and I ordered the mocha chocolate truffle. Kristy ordered the raspberry truffle, which LOOKED LIKE AN ACTUAL RASPBERRY IT WAS AMAZING GUYS.

There was a male barista behind the counter who was absolutely hilarious, but obviously not trying to be. He was endlessly entertaining, conversing in accents, doing impressions, and making appreciative noises everytime someone ordered something he deemed “yummy.” Almost everyone who came in after us appeared to be a regular and the baristas knew all of their names and orders. It was nice to see.  

True to form, we ended up staying there a while, discussing Watsky’s new single, how close we are to seeing him live again (ohhhmahhhgahhh it’s only 12 days away now), and the tragedy of his single being played on Kiss 106.1 (even if it was just once).

We finished our coffee, bussed our dishes, and contemplated buying more chocolate to take home (or maybe that was just me). We stopped by the bookstore and wandered around. I picked up a random book from a pile of random books in a store full of random books and what did I find inside, folded and nestled between two pages? A ticket stub from a San Francisco muni bus. It must be a sign that it’s time to go back. And, speaking of countdowns for exciting things… 38 days to San Francisco. I’m ready.

In conclusion (I was always taught never to conclude with “In conclusion”, but Imma do it anyways just because I can and no one cares) this place was great. The coffee was great, the chocolate was great, the baristas were great, and the parking was great. If I’m in the area again, I would definitely stop in again.

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