I've "bookended" the week at Le Reve, as I've now returned for a breakfast of a cappuccino and a chocolate croissaint. They've evolved into kind of a hybrid of counter service and table service that works surprisingly well. For instance, I ordered my breakfast at the counter, but not long afterwards someone came around to ask if I needed anything. Then, after I declined, he brought a glass carafe of ice water and a pint glass without being prompted. That's much appreciated.
The double cappuccino is generously sized and was easily over half dense foam. It didn't rock my world, but that would probably be asking too much. I still find that perhaps the most impressive thing is the professionals in the kitchen. It must be tempting to goose profit margins by hiring (pardon the political incorrectness) illegal immigrants, and the stereotypical short-order cooks in the kitchen are a common sight, even at pricy places like City Market.
Random tip: when drinking ice water from a pint glass, you have to use a straw, as otherwise the water leapfrogs the ice cubes and ends up on your shirt. Glad I'm not on a date.
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