Each table had its own sense of time. Some sped up, others slowed to a crawl. Sit at one, and your coffee might cool in seconds—or stay hot through a whole conversation. Couples came here to test their futures. Strangers stayed for hours or minutes—they could never be sure. The menu changed with the season of your thoughts.
Time doesn’t pass in places that understand you—it just lingers long enough to listen.
Waiters Who Never Aged
The same faces, year after year. Their eyes held centuries. They moved with elegance, as if dancing to a silent song. One whispered the exact phrase a customer had only thought. Another always brought what you didn’t know you needed. No one saw them eat, or sleep. Yet they were always there.
Today’s Specials:
- Warm silence with a side of understanding
- Regret reduction espresso
- Lost time on toast
- Second chances (limited batch)
Tables That Shift to Match Regret
Each raindrop carried a name. They whispered against windowpanes, telling stories to no one in particular. People paused, confused at why the rain made them nostalgic for things that hadn’t happened. One man wept beside a puddle and swore it was the exact same rain that had fallen the day he let someone go.
