Podunks is a small, quaint East Village shop with nothing particularly flashy about it, from within or without; upon entering, I notice there's a lot of wood (wood benches, wooden knickknacks on the walls, etc.) and am immediately struck by the feeling that I'm in Vermont. The old lady behind the counter, her gray hair wrapped in a little bonnet, reinforces this notion. I assume she will sell me a cup of coffee. I assume wrong. "This is a full-service tea establishment,... More >>>