It’s nice and charming, positive and upbeat, warm and spiritual without being cloying; the larger space in the Alabang branch reduces the “bahay-ng-lola-mo” feel of the place, making it cozy instead of claustrophobic. It’s open relatively late (compared to the rest of Town, which sleeps early), making it a good option when all the other places are closed and Starbucks is overflowing (this may be a misleading statement: I’m sitting here right now, and they made their last call for orders at 9:30, not that much later than the rest, though officially it says they’re open ’til 10). And the food is good, the sort of simple but well-thought-out fare that I enjoy: fine ingredients and savory, herby flavors.