Among the crowded area like Ekkamai, in contrast, we found one hidden cafe there. With the brown and earth tone colour decoration, natural warm sunlight shines through the window and lay on the classic Singer sewing machine, filling with the little cute thing as the cafe name “Zakka”, we sit on the wooden bench. The wall behind us present some cracks. We sip the hot americano from the handling mug while focusing on the sound of outside cars’ horns with the peace of mind.
