#Cafe Dulce
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formeryelpers · 2 years ago
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Yoboseyo Superette, 358 E 2nd St, Los Angeles (Little Tokyo), CA 90012
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Yoboseyo Superette is a stylish neighborhood superette (with sauces, drinks, ice cream, snacks, candy, granola, olive oil, prepared foods, and a coffee/tea bar. It’s owned by the same people who own Café Dulce. They focus on Asian American brands, often local ones.  
I was surprised that over half of what they carry isn’t food. Some of it is food related like cookbooks and other items are decorative/lifestyle items. They had candles, trays, ceramics, dried flowers, soaps, skin care, greeting cards, washi tape, etc.
The strange thing about their salads, sandwiches and breakfast menu (burrito, sandwich) is that you have to pre-order everything a day before you pick it up. Very odd. They had a soft serve machine but it wasn’t working. But you can order espresso drinks, matcha drinks, iced tea, and tea lattes. They plan to start roasting coffee beans on the premises. Parking
They carried brands of ice cream that I hadn’t seen elsewhere in Asian flavors: 626, Noona’s, and Mochidoki. I noticed another market in Little Tokyo carried Noona’s for $9.99 (regular price, $6.99 on sale); Yoboseyo sells the same thing for $14. Quite a markup!
I bought a greeting card and some black sesame granola. Neither item had any visible pricing.
4 out of 5 stars
By Lolia S.
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peachmangopie323 · 2 months ago
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Amy's new skin very maid cafe
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Shadamy food because I know you all r hungry 😔🙏
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greensagephase · 4 months ago
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This is so Miguel and us in Nonviolent Communication 🥺🫶🏼💕✨️
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rosetyphooon · 2 months ago
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dulce amy i love you
reblogs very much appreciated (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)
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caostalgia · 8 months ago
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¿Sabes? Nunca pierdas esa auténtica magia, esa capacidad de asombro inocente. Si crees que tu taza de café con tres de azúcar siempre sabe igual, es porque aún no te ha preparado una taza de café con tres de azúcar alguien especial, alguien cuyos ojos brillan por ti.
Serendipia Nostálgica
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the-bun-army · 3 months ago
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This is when they just got spayed. Still loopy from the vet! To me, their loopiness is obvious, but for those who cant tell...
Look at how much papá Café is moving, (the one with the messed up ear.) And how slowly and sleepy looking the other buns are!
Theyve all made a full recovery now, but i did wait until a full year to get them spayed (instead right at 6 month maturity) so that they would grow dewlaps~ the little double chin!
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mtsodie · 2 years ago
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what the dawg doin
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laadeplata · 1 year ago
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Thanks for choosing and voting ♥
DeviantArt | Instagram
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leregirenga · 4 months ago
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El café nunca se imaginó que podría tener un sabor suave y dulce, hasta que conoció el azúcar y la leche.
Todos somos buenos individualmente, pero nos volvemos mejores cuando nos mezclamos con las personas adecuadas.
Mi jardín mágico
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danscarf · 6 months ago
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Empanada
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equipoguimbarda · 8 months ago
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Proyecto Guimbarda, (2024), Monterrey, N.L., Equipo Guimbarda ITESM
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her-penetrating-soul · 2 years ago
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"The first thing I do after I wake up is a morning meditation. It's just as I awake and before I open my eyes. It's where I'm feeding my gratitude and the love in my heart and opening my heart. A good morning meditation is key. It lasts about 10 to 15 minutes. Then I get out of bed."
~Tony Gonzalez
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tatiescritos · 2 months ago
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Café
Un café en la mañana, batido y con extra azúcar, aunque tus besos eran la verdadera glucosa en mi sangre.
Así era cada amanecer a tu lado, el segundo de mis tres tormentos, pero el primero de mi eternidad.
Te filtraste en mi inocencia; mi horizonte, tan confuso y vulnerable, creía que cualquier estrella disfrazada de cielo podría salvarme.
¿Salvarme? ¿Acaso no eras soldado, un combatiente entre muertes y realidades?
No lo sé, jamás lo sabré. Pero en el umbral de lo que un día fue nuestro hogar, nunca llegaste a salvarme.
En verano, a pesar de las temperaturas abrasadoras, eras la gota que calmaba mis sequías.
En otoño, sobre las hojas secas, me mostraste el camino infinito de lo que significa amar.
Para el invierno, ya era tarde; el frío y la distancia se interponían, pero cada mañana encendías mis fríos con un café.
Ese café que nadie más me ha dado, ese café que quemaba mis labios, que se escondía en tus ojos, ese café que ya no está.
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petalos-y-parrafos · 2 years ago
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c-ash-m · 1 year ago
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Breakfast for 5 Hours.
1 pan dulce and 1 coffee
3 phone calls. My mom, my aunt, my best friend. Full(filled)
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