If you want a nice
place to sit down and read a book in the Ninth Street area of Durham, and you
are perfectly ready to throw around money to get there, Francesca’s Dessert
Cafe is perfect for you. With a trendy design, mostly helpful staff, and great
food, it surpassed anything I would have expected it to be.
Francesca’s
layout
made it literally impossible not to see some form of the many desserts the café
offers. The lighting is almost non-existent, progressing from somewhat dark to
the radiant Christmas lights found over the cash register. The same applies
toward the quality of the walls, which range from those painted in a lavender
shade to a faux brick wall on the left side of the shop. This draws consumers
in to follow the path toward Francesca’s desserts, which is just what the
owners want. Of course, this isn’t the worst thing, with glass cases of freshly
baked sweets in various varieties. Not to be forgotten is the assortment of
various gelato.
A casual onlooker might look at the
seemingly minuscule selection of desserts, punctuated by the casual and trendy
design, and believe that there was nothing in that selection that would interest them. However, he or
she would be most wrong, because closer inquiry reveals that there are many
available options on the menu.
Upon ordering,
I realized the wait staff was generally polite. Of course, they had not been
hardened by a steady flow of customers. I got the impression that this cafe got
considerably more nighttime traffic, as the staff quickly seemed to become
overwhelmed by my classmates and I, when we clustered around the gelato and
dessert displays before noon.
I
heard the woman at the counter say, “I don’t even know who is first. Line up.”
This would have been a perfectly reasonable request if it had not been stated
in such a demanding fashion. I ordered a vanilla milkshake, and was greeted
with the word “Fine.” I was asked
“Do you want whipped cream?” multiple times, and was surprised when I saw it floating
atop the vanilla milkshake I ordered. In terms of the actual quality of the
milkshake, I was impressed. The only problem was that there was no vanilla flavor
in the milkshake itself— it had a slight hint of milk, but mostly tasted like
cream, sugar, and ice. The pricing was somewhat absurd, with $6 for a
reasonably small milkshake with a large amount of whipped cream.
Overall,
I enjoyed stopping by Francesca’s, and any reader who does the same will not be
disappointed. This charming cafe gets four out of five stars.