When I had just moved to Hell’s Kitchen, I was once walking down 44th Street in a rush and suddenly saw this big coffee shop where I could finally sit down and take a break. I started talking with the people working there and they were so nice — they even complimented my perfume, which made me feel so welcome. Then I tried the vanilla latte… and since that day it’s been my favorite. Now it’s one of my go-to coffee spots in the neighborhood.
