The room

Mornings are busy and loud. Afternoons are for sitting at the window doing nothing much.

Croissants on a dark board.
Pulling a shot on the red machine.
Eclairs, sugar everywhere.
A latte handed across the bar.
A marble table by the window, wildflowers in a glass.
Two customers ordering at the counter.
Pouring milk into a cup on the counter.
Two of us checking a shot at the grinder.
Sugar dusted over a croissant.
Matcha being scooped from the bowl.

(These are stock images standing in for real photos of the shop.)