Cafe Divine

Because of the fantastic wine/cheese spread the bed-and-breakfast put out, we weren't very hungry for dinner. But we decided to go to the Italian place on the corner: Cafe Divine. I had an excellent thin-crust pizza and Jennifer had salmon. Behind the counter they have an enormous espresso machine, one of those shiny numbers with a wings-outspread bird on the top. I took a photo which I will post later. They also have live music three nights a week (mainstream and Gypsy jazz) and a safe in the bathroom. I am not kidding. I have a picture of that too.
But an espresso bar that doesn't open until eleven a.m.? That's nuts.