Atomic Cafe
Mind, blown...
Almost walked away but took the chance to see what this blue colored building had to offer. The name, the vibrant blue color exterior and in front of orange cones? Something about this place caught my attention.
Location
904 Massachusetts Ave
Cambridge, MA 02139
Monday - Friday : 7AM - 5PM
Saturday : 8AM - 5PM
Sunday : 8AM - 4PM
Phone: (617) - 499-0972
Menu
Atomic Cafe does not have a huge menu to confuse people. The menu itself is handwritten and just enough in length to spark up the interest. "Yes, that is what I want!" feels right. Even more, they categorized so that you don't have to ask them millions of questions to yourself and what they recommend.
Decor
When you walk into this venue, you are overwhelmed (in a good way) by the vibrant color and the perfect use of space with art. Space feel open and inviting to everyone. Mini art pieces with unique style, eye-catching colors can be found throughout. Lastly, I always found myself captivated by a brick wall. I grew up in a brick wall. As I stared at the wall, I felt calm and peaceful.
Coffee does have this affect on people.
Absolute representation of my picture!
Grandma is looking good!
Deserts
Nuff said...looking through the glass window, I pictured myself as a little kid at the candy store.
Couldn't keep my eyes off of this!
GO GET ONE!!!
My Order
Chipotle Chicken with Lettuce, Tomato and a pickle Sandwich
Bread was amaZING!
Banana Chocolate Chip Muffin
Experience
A gloomy day did not bring any amount of excitement or energy to venture for food and experience. Did not want to go too far and at the same time, give an effort to satisfy me. I almost walked away from it, thinking they may not have the food to appeal my stomach. I always felt it was more of a breakfast place. When I decided to take a picture, I challenged myself to taste what they had to offer. Sure enough, they did serve appealing food. Ordering the food was not a hassle, nor was finding a place to sit.
After I placed my order, I felt anxiousness rising within me. Unsure of the root of it, I took some pictures to distract and keep myself occupied. Everyone was super friendly and made the food in little to no time. As I ate, I couldn't help but wonder the origin of the bread. The first bite reminded me of good food made right. The combination of freshness, texture, and food itself was just fit.
I wasn't in a rush, so I didn't rush eating the food. I took ample time to keep the positive notion even on the gloomiest of days. I felt the vastness of the space around me. A sudden appreciation towards the opportunity to witness and experience it. I saw the past, present and the future that is yet to come.
Once I had finished my meal, I spoke highly of the bread and decided to order a Mocha Latte. One of the workers was teaching the newcomer how to make his version of the Mocha Latte. My curiosity to learn, I was reluctant to know his technique. His stern voice invoked the feeling, "he was doing."
When I left, I wanted to get to know someone. I saw a guy strolling and looking around the smoke shop. A humble gentleman who goes by the name, Persi. A Romanian descent who moved to Cambridge, some 40 years ago. He never was a big fan of the New England weather, which I was not surprised off. Aside from that, by talking to him, I was reminded of the people back home who loved to speak outside of the realm of their friends and family. To get to know and understand one another and communicate. Nevertheless, the conversation was brief, and I enjoyed his company.
