Saxy’s wins us over
Okay, ya’ll. After two or three or four or five months of Saxy’s, I’m pretty much a convert. They still don’t offer any organic yummies, but they do have the Italian thing down (of course the Italians, founders of Slow Food movement with the French, are all about organic). It’s comfortable, clean, and best of all the staff are all lovely in and out, stylish, they never give me free drinks (and as per my prior comment, I don’t deserve them) and they have plugs galore for the laptop set, of which I’m one of the Founding Fathers & Mothers. I still feel bad for Ye Olde Trident whenever I spend my elephant-earned dollarz at Saxy’s–but not that bad. They’re doing a great job, and I officially support ‘em as a great local indie business (that was another thing wrong about my last post–they’re from Aspen, not Vail, a far more eco-savvy town, and they have longtime Boulder roots). So maybe the frilly couches, chandeliers and neo-tin ceilings are a tad tacky–but now they seem more elegant, fun–it all makes me feel at home. And that, strangely, is what we want in a cafe.
