Walking into Café Tazza was like entering the conflicted mind of a middle aged east Texan woman who feels her true home is somewhere on the border of Texas and Italy. But for all the nauseating cuteness and Spanish pastel it was undeniably a comfortable place to be. 

Fresh flowers sat on every table while live Spanish guitarists serenaded the customers, literally serenaded, as awkward as that sounds for the person involved it was worth it in the entertainment the fellow café goers enjoyed while watching the slightly overweight but unmistakably suave guitarist enter the personal bubble of an individual trying desperately not to divert eye contact from his book.

In the other corner of the store there were tiny half cubicles which housed a modest gallery of local art. The artist, a fiftyish year old woman talked to the perusers as they strolled through the door and into the coffee line.

There is something to be said about the Cafés coffee, it’s expensive but high quality. Now it is personal preference whether a cup of coffee is worth seven dollars to you but this price range does seem to keep one demographic of income prevalent in the consumer base. So expect a lot of golf talk and shoulder sweaters if you know what I mean. However, if you are able to stomach the egocentric lemmings that are the Tyler elite than it’s a nice place to spend your time but if not than you could always move to the patio.

Sunday mornings at Café Taza are another bonus not usual in coffee shops because for one glorious morning they become one of the best restaurants to have ever put food in my mouth. Their breakfast items are one hundred percent delicious but unfortunately just as expensive as the coffee. I would recommend Cafe Taza in Tyler primarily for its free Wi-Fi and free entertainment but if you do come across the means for a little luxury than it’s certainly not a bad idea.