Kiki owns a lovely two-story building, the top floor for living, and the bottom floor for serving. We won't discuss the top floor, privacy is something needed, and unless you want a bat shoved up your arse so far that it comes out of your nose, I suggest you heed her "Do Not Enter' warning on the stairs in the back and stick to the cozyness of the resaurant.
On the right side, in front, is the door to the building and as you enter from there, you notice that all they way in the back is a long counter with bar chairs, and those seated there can chat with those in the kitchen as meal s are prepared. Other than that, booths are lined up along the windowed walls, and in a long line through the middle of the room, making enough room for customers and waitresses to pass by eachother. The color scheme seems to be browns and greens, nice earthy tones that contrast against the dull blues and greys of the world outside. Most people seem to see this small place as a haven.
On the right side, in front, is the door to the building and as you enter from there, you notice that all they way in the back is a long counter with bar chairs, and those seated there can chat with those in the kitchen as meal s are prepared. Other than that, booths are lined up along the windowed walls, and in a long line through the middle of the room, making enough room for customers and waitresses to pass by eachother. The color scheme seems to be browns and greens, nice earthy tones that contrast against the dull blues and greys of the world outside. Most people seem to see this small place as a haven.
