I could tell Sitwell's was a catch-all cafe, if not by the atmosphere itself than by the motley array of hats. We chose a booth across from a fedora wearer and diagonal from a man in a beret visiting contentedly with friends. Before our tea arrived, a man sauntered in wearing a sombrero and a windbreaker of sorts, an unlikely ensemble but nothing the crowd at Sitwell's couldn't appreciate. Our waitress, a hip twenty-something, was sporting a beanie, herself. My observation of hats has nothing to do with the taste of tea I ordered but it helped make me cognizant of the diversity of the homey cafe and admire the artsy atmosphere, even if my tea wasn't top-notch. My pomegranate oolong tea was more medicinal than anything, soothing and smooth but akin to cough syrup. That's not to say I didn't enjoy it, but I wouldn't have enjoyed it as much had I not been in such great company and on my first trip to Cincinnati. I would recommend having a bottle of Hudipohl's new Amber lager whilst in the Queen City, but I wouldn't recommend drinking it and your tea simultaneously, and I would suggest trying something other than the pomegranate oolong on your visit to Sitwell's.
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