A minute in another place

The truth is never able to find a place where the mind and body achieve rest in total peace and harmony. Most people try to find these places where they can rest, but they fail. The truth is that I know a place, a place where all that matters is your mind with a good meal.
In a corner of a very beautiful square is a restaurant called Patacha. Patacha is an expression in Quechua that must do with all the meaning that is between you and the food, in other words, it is all it means to have a plate on a table. In this place, there is a type of food that is called comfort food. Comfort food named after the "grandmother food", is the food that is about the home, home-made food among other things. In Patacha food is served with everyday products of good quality, to make people feel at home.
Patacha is a place to breathe physically and emotionally. It is the place where people sit down to read short stories of Cortazar or Poetry of Alberti with a fine glass of red wine at noon. A super rustic and comfortable place with a beautiful touch of background jazz music and waiters who only care that you are satisfied with everything around you.
The truth is that Patacha is a place to share your ideologies with many people, to open and enjoy a good atmosphere. It is said that entering this restaurant is like being in Paris for a few hours, they say it is an illusion with the smell of coffee. In any case and unfortunately this restaurant no longer exists because people stopped believing in the happiness of a good meal.