Cafe con Piernas
While sightseeing Monday, the British backpacking crew and I were craving real coffee. Myself, I am suffering from a Starbucks withdrawal. I go from having one to two lattes a day to having none. Quite an improvement, I must say. So, when I saw Cafe Haiti on one of the pedestrian shopping streets, I got quite excited. I told my friends, "Let's go there. I heard it's a coffee chain in the city from my guidebook."
Upon entering, I noticed a couple of things. First, there were no seats to linger. Second, I noticed was that only well dressed men in business suits were patrons of this coffee joint. Thirdly, there was no women's washroom. I was told by Alex that there was only a men's urinal. Hmm. But, we were not put off as maybe it was just the timing that we caught all of the business men on their coffee break from work. Turns out these business men were craving more than just coffee. You see, Cafe Haiti is no place for a woman. Unless, you are the female barista wearing an outfit which rivals any Vegas casino girl.
All throughout Santiago, they have these coffee shops for men only called "cafe con piernas". For the price of a coffee, you get to ogle the barista's legs as all of the women wear very short skirts. Our barista was heavily made up wearing a short red dress of shiny jersey material and fishnet stockings with heels. A far cry from the khakis and polo shirts donned by the Starbucks baristas back home.
The plot thickens though, in addition to Cafe Haiti and the like, there are coffee shops that run even more into the strip club/massage parlor variety with blacked out windows. According to my Chilean friend, Marcelo, there is a place called Baron Roja or Red Knight, where you can see women serving coffee with tassels and underwear on. He told us for a little extra, you can pay for the feliz minuto for even more of a peep show. Marcelo also teased us by saying that cafe para mujers where scantily clad men serve coffee with something a little extra. A female Chilean friend, Faby, confirmed this but alas could not provide an address. Que lastima!
Upon entering, I noticed a couple of things. First, there were no seats to linger. Second, I noticed was that only well dressed men in business suits were patrons of this coffee joint. Thirdly, there was no women's washroom. I was told by Alex that there was only a men's urinal. Hmm. But, we were not put off as maybe it was just the timing that we caught all of the business men on their coffee break from work. Turns out these business men were craving more than just coffee. You see, Cafe Haiti is no place for a woman. Unless, you are the female barista wearing an outfit which rivals any Vegas casino girl.
All throughout Santiago, they have these coffee shops for men only called "cafe con piernas". For the price of a coffee, you get to ogle the barista's legs as all of the women wear very short skirts. Our barista was heavily made up wearing a short red dress of shiny jersey material and fishnet stockings with heels. A far cry from the khakis and polo shirts donned by the Starbucks baristas back home.
The plot thickens though, in addition to Cafe Haiti and the like, there are coffee shops that run even more into the strip club/massage parlor variety with blacked out windows. According to my Chilean friend, Marcelo, there is a place called Baron Roja or Red Knight, where you can see women serving coffee with tassels and underwear on. He told us for a little extra, you can pay for the feliz minuto for even more of a peep show. Marcelo also teased us by saying that cafe para mujers where scantily clad men serve coffee with something a little extra. A female Chilean friend, Faby, confirmed this but alas could not provide an address. Que lastima!
posted by Susanne M | 4:16 AM
2 Comments:
hahaha feliz minuto. happy minute. at least ours is an hour.
(ok sorry i'm making the most inane comments here)
LOL what a hilarious coffee shop adventure. Kinda like hooters, only caffeinated! ;) - PB
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