What does it take to open up a café in an abandoned warehouse in Northern Indiana and then NOT OPEN YOUR DOORS until 10 am? Exactly three things:
1) A lot of chutzpah
2) The best locally roasted coffee east of the Mississippi
3) A name that explains it all
You see, Hoosiers get up before the crack of dawn and have their first cup of coffee before ol' Foghorn Leghorn starts his cockle-doodle-doo's. We can't help it; it comes from our agricultural past. By 10:00 am we've already consumed at least a half-dozen cups of Joe, so why-oh-why would we roll into a café when our day is already half over? I refer you to points 1 thru 3 above.
I don't want to take anything away from the star of the show (the coffee), but there's a really nice supporting cast (the owners/employees), and the stage is magnificent, too. The warehouse is really, really old and oozes shabby chic ambience. The furnishings are laid back and arranged so you can withdraw to a private spot to read a book or strike up a conversation with a new best friend in the more communal areas. They roast the coffee onsite and there is a resident chocolatier, so the whole space smells like hopes and dreams.
So...go get your Zen on at the Zen Café. It may well be the most tolerant - and tolerable - place on planet Earth.
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