|This local, organic-themed restaurant in the Southwest suburbs of Chicago has received a lot of accolades for its food sourcing and quality. However, that says a lot more about how poor the food scene is in this part of town than anything else. Located at the corner of a strip mall, there are many booths and dining tables along a long, brown-painted cement floor. It's "American comfort food", but with also a vegetarian with many nods to the latest American food fad: gluten-free dining. The menu even espouses two full pages of quack-worthy prescriptive advice about the health benefits of various herbs. The quality of the food is decent, but not much more than that. This gap between going-through-the-motions of fine dining and actually delivering on that promise is what holds this place back, and it's reflected in the coffee service. They use Lavazza coffee instead of a local roaster. Using a single-group WEGA at the serving area off to the side, they pull shots with a mottled medium and lighter brown crema of some thickness. It has a faint aroma and a mellow flavor of mild, blended spices and a surprisingly decent balance and potency. It may not have much strength, but it's no ashy Starbucks. But the lemon peel served on the side of their Lavazza-logo IPA cups shows that they're still in the 1990s. And their cappuccino boasts milk-frothing that looks like dishwashing soap - and tastes more like a milky latte.