The Goodness Cafe
This post celebrates a café with kindness at its core. Warning: may contain sentimentality.
We found the café in a village far from the thunder of traffic. Trees lined the road, at that time of year still a rich shade of green.
Inside, the furniture was grand and simple. The tables were spaced wide enough apart to feel you were on your own island, but close enough that you could reach out to the other islands if you wanted. Don’t ask me for any more details; I’m not a great woman for decor.
Foodie Delights
The cakes in the freezer were free of those lurid colours that tell you the cake looks nicer than they taste. We decided to access our spare dessert bellies and sample them later.
Photo Description: Two young women stand in front of a counter at a cafe, which has many cakes on display, both large and small,
The owner immediately started chatting to us, warm banter that no sales course could ever teach you. She gave us a menu with a wide enough variety of sandwiches on it to please even my fancy-dan tastes.
The sandwich was delicious, but even better, it was washed down with tea from a giant white teapot that poured straight and true – and that was refilled. And there was not a paper cup in sight.
We were served our goodies by a young fella who chatted in the same warm, natural way as the owner. He clearly didn't regard chatting to people over the age of twenty-five as a labour of Hercules.
Dessert Heaven
We accessed the promised dessert bellies and I sampled another fancy-dan dish, a chocolate bombe. But I still ended up with a dose of desert envy when my companion's apple pie arrived.
Proper thick slices of apple in a light buttery pastry. And it came with custard. Such a refreshing change from clumps of cream.
All around us was the hum of happy conversation. Older people who looked as if they came in every day. Children who came in to buy sweets at the counter. A smell of earth reached my nostrils, the smell of the plants and vegetables that were for sale.
It was People Wipe Me that brought me to this place. Truly, that show is the gift that keeps on giving. It helped me discover this happy little café that holds kindness at its core.
If you'd like to recommend any goodness cafés to me, you can drop me a mail on derbhile@writewordseditorial.ie or phone 0876959799. And then I can go to to them in the name of research.