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Cafe Review: Luni Euli in Hyeri

Written and Photographed by Aaron JacksonCrabb Luni Euli Cafe in Hyeri “Hello, how are you today?” came the soft warm voice of the proprietor as she walked up from behind. “I am well, thank you,” I replied glancing over my shoulder to see who was speaking to me. “How are you?” I inquired as she moved around me taking up her position behind the counter while opening a menu book and placing it before me. “Do you know Dutch Coffee?” She asked. “Unfortunately, no. I do not.” “Well than, let me introduce you to Dutch Coffee. My name is Euli. My friend Luni and I opened this café just two weeks ago,” she began to explain, “Dutch Coffee takes a very long time to brew. It is a specialty coffee. You see the shelf in the corner over there,” pointing towards the corner where a three columned shelf sat on top of a mechanics red tool box with a bunch of glass chemist beakers, “that is our brewing equipment. When we pour water into the top dripper it slowly drips a single droplet of water out ...

Review: A Cafe among Love Motels: Café de L'ange

Written and Photographed by Aaron JacksonCrabb Café de L'ange near Heyri Village This is the sixth time in fifteen days I have returned to Café de L’ange for a delicious cup of green tea latte. Off the beaten path, stuck between two enclave’s of love motels and trapped on the west side of the outdoor cinema in Beopheung-ri, this little coffee shop appeals to all five senses. It’s simplified space, minimalist furnishings and splendid décor keeps the eyes occupied while the fingers are enticed to touch the white brick counter, stroke the flannel blankets and run along the top of the 40-foot leather couch. Softly jazz singers waft their ballads in Korean and western voices. These ballads bounce off the white brick walls adding to the warm homey ambience. During my first encounter a subdued scent of lilac filled the air. Today it’s a muted mix of cinnamon and spice. Sitting down I pick the table at the cusp of the corner where the leather couch changes directions along the back wal...