There are few things better one can ask for than to sip a cappuccino in a place with just the right patina. While scouting out a cave with 500 buddha statues carved into the rock this weekend, we fumbled down a mountain street with a sign promising coffee and antiques. Little did we know the world of delights this quaint post of Café Kokopelli would open. It was a lovely 130-year-old Japanese dwelling, recently renovated by a Japanese-wife/English-husband couple of whom we only met the wife. She was absolutely charming to talk with and told us about the shop’s renovations, their farm work in the adjacent, her husband’s carpentry work, and their flea market ventures—a great mixture of labor.