Mica: “Let’s meet at Diesel in Davis”
Tracy: “Sweet! Didn’t know they opened one there. Is it new?”
Mica: “Naw I’ve been going there for years.”
Tracy: “Oh…they don’t sell jeans do they…”
I finally made it to Diesel Cafe today, a gem of a spot in Davis Square, to meet up with mi amiga Mica. She’s been raving about this place for a while and I can’t believe it’s taken me until now to make it out there. Oh, and note: it is not the renowned Italian retailer of denim and other casual wear…
It’s a great spot to people watch, read a book, catch up with friends, eat over-sized sandwiches and drink one too many cups of Vietnamese coffee, all of which we accomplished. It’d be an even hipper hangout if it was a club of some sort by night, continuing to provide a chill atmosphere for yuppies to relax.
“Paz, Amor y Amistad”-Mica (como siempre dice ella)