I found these things at Café Bossa Nova and, while I did pay a bit more for lunch, I got exactly what I was looking for.
So we pulled into Café Bossa Nova, about 2:30 in the afternoon in the lull that finds many restaurants closed for the break before dinner. The restaurant was empty save for a gentleman eating lunch at the counter. Our kind host offered us a booth and a booster chair and left us with menus and beverages.
her mouth. At nearly 23 months, that’s one heck of a feat.
I was fully expecting her to turn to me and ask for some of my meal, but instead she doggedly went after every bean she could manage, turning the bowl so she could get at more of them. She turned her nose up at trying almost anything else. It was as if she were telling us “why haven’t you ever fed me this before?”
We’d had a great time watching Hunter go after the beans and rice — and though she couldn’t eat but half of the bowl I doubt I would have done much better. I found myself sneaking a few bites of her beans, too. She didn’t seem to mind.
And then, well, I had to have dessert.
We walked out feeling refreshed, not dragging from another heavy meal. That was nice. I mean, there’s a time and a place for a heavy meal, and this was not it. The perfect autumn afternoon was like an after-dinner mint. Lovely.
Café Bossa Nova is open Tuesday through Saturday from 11 a.m. to 9 p.m., and for Sunday brunch from 10:30 a.m. to 2 p.m. It’s on the pricier side of moderate, but that’s all right. Sometimes you need something different.