This is the place to see and be seen seven days a week. Forget about tables and chairs - just hunker down on this hunk of cement, dangle your legs into the imaginary bay that is Fourth Street, and size up the sundry patrons going to and from Capitol City Playhouse, Cedar Street, and Gilligan's, puffing cigars, and committing various fashion crimes. Cheap too - an iced mocha'll run you a couple of bucks and, sipped properly, will last at least an hour. Much, much better than TV.
