Those who know me can attest that I am unabashedly obsessive about coffeehouses. I'm a freelance writer and nomad, so whatever city I find myself in, my first order of business is to find where I'll be writing—a.k.a. the best coffeehouses in town. They have to be comfortable, equipped with outlets, aesthetically pleasing, with good vibes, other artists, and fantastic coffee. It's challenging to meet all these criteria, but when I find it, it's like striking gold.
Cosita Buena (translated "A Good Thing") is such a place. I lived in Miraflores for the first seven weeks of the new year, and this coffeeshop was just a five-minute walk from my BnB. The baristas were lovely and attentive, and the interior was stunning and fresh, with minimalistic smatterings of colors, plants, and art, that achieved a soothing aesthetic balance. It was a small place with two rooms: a front room with a long table and a bar against the window, and a back room with comfortable benches built into the walls, piled with throw pillows.
I often sat on these benches as I wrote, near the rounded arch that looked into the kitchen, enjoying the aromas that wafted out—pastry crust baking, cakes being iced, fresh croissants rising. Every day new delicacies were featured, each emerging from the kitchen as its own artisanal achievement. There were golden empanadas stuffed to bursting, perfectly seasoned, with flaky layers that melted in the mouth; quiches perfectly balanced in flavor and texture, with ingredient pairings like spinach, mushroom, pecan, and sausage. Their baked goods were glazed works of perfection, and their Americanos were as effortlessly smooth as their iced lattes.
While I lived in Miraflores, I frequented Cosita Buena every day—if your travels bring you to Lima, I suggest you do the same.