May 18
5 min read
Essay
Mouth Watching
A writerly pursuit
Café Chai recently opened in a nearby town and is worth the short drive. Much has gone into its décor. The walls are concrete and distressed, as if someone has just scrapped off the wallpaper. Teardrop chandeliers shed soft light. The tables are wooden planks with church pews on one side and pale green metal chairs on the other. Lines of rust edge the chairs.
