I would like to take this opportunity to wax poetic about my neighborhood cafe, Satsuma. Oh, Satsuma. How shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Though art more lovely and more temperate. Although, that’s not saying much, since New Orleans summers are awful. Lemme start over.
You are open 7 days a week, from 7am-7pm. So simple, so reliable. Why is having consistent hours such an issue for so many New Orleans businesses?
You have a charming, homey and chic environment. Totally Bywater, but functional:
When I do terrible things to my body at night, I can wake up the next morning and walk over, and have you undo the damage with delicious and nutritious foods like this:
Your staff is friendly, and efficient and don cool haircuts.
Seriously. I have watched you evolve into your current incarnation, Satsuma. You have hit your stride. Please don’t change.