Wandering through the tree-lined streets of Scarborough last fall, I found myself drawn to a little nook called Pine House Cafe. It wasn\it was that unmistakable aroma of coffee beans roasting, mingling with the sweet scent of butter and sugar. As I pushed open the door, the warmth wrapped around me like an old friend\it starts bright and fruity, then deepens into a smooth, chocolatey finish that lingers. It\last spring, a rhubarb tart caught my eye, balancing tartness with a buttery crust that crumbled just right. It\it\it nourishes both body and soul, one cup and pastry at a time.
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