It's the kind of place where you order at the coutner, get your plates and silverware from the pantry yourself, and the chairs looked like they'd been thrown out by a methadone clinic. The kitchen is right in the middle of everything and the Naan (bread) was fresh and yummy.
BUT...

Then we went to Cafe Gratitude for dessert. What a creepy, sanctamonious, and unduly expensive place that turned out to be.
All raw vegan (you don't want to know what Irish Moss is). You feel like it's run by a cult. There are quotes from the bible on the bill, bizare paintings on the wall from the game they are pushing (River of Abundance). The dishes are all Affirmations. A slice of pie might be I AM AFFLUENT, and they'll serve it saying, "You are affluent." My $7 slice of pie was one inch wide at the most. I wasn't feeling THAT affluent anymore. Coffee was cold, about 2/3 full, and I never was offered sweetner or creamer (or a refill).
The conversation was fun and we enjoyed ourselves. Maybe it wasn't the right place to laugh about how Mozart uses rape as a part of courtship in Don Giovani. This place is Politically Correct.
I guess if you're a raw food vegan there aren't many places you can go to party. But maybe if you're a raw food vegan you don't have the energy or balls to party anyway. I guess their target demographic are the chronically sick, and the self-righteous parnoid delusionals.
I tried to do some research online. I figured the "staff" were proabably unpaid cult members (their job abllication askes, "How do you feel about sacred commerce?") and the owner had a fleet of Rolls Royces, but I couldn't find out much. I think he originally made a fortune with a clothing line (Flax?).
Supposedly they ask you what you are grateful for before you leave. They smartly neglected us. I'm grateful I never have to go there again.
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We made the huge mistake of going to the Gratitude for lunch one day ~ so of course I loved your great review.
I drive by it often and it is ALWAYS busy and I can't understand why. Yes, we were grateful to leave too. Oh, and the food was really yucky.
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