The café was, despite its distance from home, alright.
I appreciated Scandanavian style: its cement walls and light wooden laminated tiles. There were four light painted Eames chairs for each table, and the windows were structured from floor to ceiling that it produce lots of natural lighting.
At each table were several kinds of plants, some game boards the customers could use, and a tiny menu with only a number of drinks. Other than the tables, there were also bars for solo customers to sit on.
After Max and I had paid for our orders, we sat at the corner most seat my best friend had recommended. Apparently he had found this place on his way home to Southampton because it started raining. Taking shelter at this café called ‘Le Blanche,” he soon fell in love with the interior and the de
