It appeared out of nowhere

Greetings, friends of Cinnamon Cup Coffee.

The city where I live is small and businesses appear and disappear with some frequency due, among other things, to the fluctuations of the internal market producing a high and accelerated inflation. Not that we have learned to live with it, but it is easy to go looking for a place that left a pleasant impression and not find it.

I had my birthday in September, that day my husband invited me to lunch and in the afternoon my sisters would make the family reunion. I agreed to meet with my usual friends the next day to have a nice coffee and talk for a while.

We chose a club near my house, which is very quiet and rural, and we go there quite often. When it was time to go out, the weather became very dark, an indicator that what was coming was a big downpour, so we changed the place at the last minute, and it was me who would have to go down to the downtown area of the city.

We arranged to meet at a small cafeteria located in a well-known urbanization which we had been to twice and which seemed nice, cozy and with good service.

When we arrived at the place we found that it had closed its doors, one of the friends suggested others within the same urbanization, to our surprise it had also closed its doors, so we decided to return to the main avenue and stop at the first one we found working.

Looking for the exit of the urbanization, on another street of the same, we noticed a new cafeteria that had opened its doors that week. We saw it very nice and elegant, we decided to stop there to know it.

Personally, that day I was not in the mood for sweets, because the day before I had eaten two servings of cake, what I wanted was to drink my exquisite brown with milk and have a tasty conversation with them.

At the insistence of one of them, we asked for a piece of chocolate cake to sing my birthday to me. When the young lady who was serving us learned that it was my birthday, she brought the portion with a candle and together with two other companions and my friends sang happy birthday to me.

I thought it was a nice gesture from everyone present. The new cafeteria was cozy, although for my decorative taste it lacks special details, those that catch you, that speak of tradition and culture. Of course, within the minimalist concept, it is perfect, it has a sober, elegant and formal touch.

One of my friends, who knows all the “gossip” of the city's merchants, commented that the cafeteria-pastry shop had been established by three young men, sons of Lebanese merchants, known in the area, who had decided to form a partnership.

I liked the place, it was an excellent option that appeared as if out of nowhere.