I'm a bit sick, so I won't be staying much longer. The place was crowded a little while ago, but it has since emptied out. A large group at a nearby row of tables sang "Happy Birthday" in Spanish before departing. Red leather cushioned seats are everywhere, round and square wooden tables, olive green chairs with the kind of peeling paint that the Pottery Barn would charge you extra for.

My Great Britain sugar cube wrapper is dedicated to the memory of Sherlock Holmes, and it features his trademark hat and magnifying glass superimposed on top of the Union Jack.