OUR TOWN CAFÉ

Nestled in a red brick building, with burgundy screens and 50's inscriptions, which from the outside doesn't look so bad: you could almost walk past it without paying attention. However, once in, it is difficult to get out, especially if the rain has settled over the city. Sort of literary HQ of a Proustian youth who meet there at any time of the day to study, draw or read. We order a famous buttered scone and a soy milk tchai, a comforting foam served in a huge cup!