Matha Goram
Less glitzy than some of the other ostentatious similar joints in the general area and points east. Found the interior very relaxing despite the onslaught from "notebook jockeys with backpacks" from across the street. Of course, can't escape from the dubious pistachio chocolate combo in myriad styles. Perhaps "dubious" is the wrong choice here. Mrs. Malaprop strikes again, eh? The Croissant was on the larger size category and I didn't quite understand the need to pre-fill it with whatever without any hint (or butter) or description. The Beef Empanadas was short in the quantity of meat but compensated by the presence of two or three green peas. It took ~15 minutes to be served the Americano and the Doppio (in paper cups, huh?) and the serving temperature had dropped several degrees. Of course, expecting a small glass of water to accompany the espresso was dubious on my part. To run a place like this which was three quarters occupied with only two employees is a good barometer of what the owners want.
