Oh, oh! Confessions of a land-locked sailor!
Somewhere along the way, I got to thinkin' there really was a Mudcat Cafe. In this dream/psychosis, I have you in a little cafe in Connecticut! It's quite nice actually, kind of coffee house by day and candles and wine by night with a cool sound system in a darkened corner. Ancient shadows stroll by, picking up the always-present guitar and strum a tune to the spirits that wandered in with them.
The artwork on the wall is postmodern and the day-time lighting breathes freshness into the air.
Tableclothes are a light blue/white simple checkered pattern...
I have no idea where I got this from. I don't even know where Connecticut is! But, make mine a latte!!