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Been too caught up with work to post anything here... hope everybody's having a nice transition to the most wonderful time of the year. The advent season just started and there's a faint whiff of Christmas in the air. Wish I had time to write down real stuff, bout life... and its happenings, but this coffee place review will have to do for now. 

My favourite place in Madras is the St. Teresa's Church in Nungambakkam, I love the 6:30 evening mass on Sundays... the choir is heavenly and they are the main reason the church is packed to its brim. I think this is the best choir in the city, they are a really dedicated and talented bunch. Okay getting back to point, after mass we usually drop into Barista that is situated next door and it's a nice hangout place. The ambiance is relaxed with soft lighting and the food is the usual stuff you see at cool coffee hangouts. 

The counter where the food is displayed.
The relaxed seating area...

Seating for small groups...

The hazelnut frappe and the Irish coffee frappe we ordered... they were both great.

The chairs there have this coffee mug cut out on them... with the steam rising, pretty cool, huh? 

Comments

It must be a nice and cosy place to have coffee after the mass.
mahesh said…
Great pics and the coffee looks irresistible!

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