That day, before the typhoon, the wind and rain were rampant, and only the noisy sound of rain remained outdoors. Stepping into the warm room, the crowds surged, but with a different kind of warmth. On the left, a family of three from Shanghai, their laughter was filled with the warmth of home; on the right, a family of four surrounded by Mandarin, full of happiness, like the sweet melody of life.
Opposite, four Japanese ladies, the aroma of coffee and whispers intertwined. The waiters shuttled between them, patiently making communication smooth.
Speaking of food, the pancakes are as light as clouds, and every bite is the ultimate pampering for the taste buds. Although the quantity is large, it can't hide its delicateness and deliciousness. The coffee is mellow, like the precipitation of years, and every bite makes people intoxicated. And the combination of beef burgers and French fries is a feast for the taste buds, allowing people to find a little comfort in the wind and rain.
This place is not only a palace of food, but also a habitat for the soul. There is wind and rain outside the window, but the room is quiet and beautiful, making people forget the troubles of the world, and only wish that time can stay at this moment.