A Perfect Morning at the Prettiest Cafe in Seoul
I think it was a Tuesday. We headed to Yeonnam-dong for the first time, a quick bus ride or leisurely walk, to visit Green Melrose, a cafe I discovered through a couple photographers we follow on Instagram. Their photos were moody and of small moments and details, and beautiful, so even though I had no sense of the space or how good the drinks were, I knew I wanted to stop by the next day.
It’s a big statement, but I’m certain Green Melrose has to be the prettiest cafe in Seoul. Most cafes here go a bit overboard with the aesthetics and end up looking more like cluttered antique shops. And okay, there was a copy of The Kinfolk Table on top of lace knitting on top of a wooden box/makeshift table with a plant next to it, but everything in this cafe has been thoughtfully curated and placed, from the gorgeous lampshades over bulbs that twinkle on and off every ten seconds or so to the bunches of fresh flowers in an assortment of vases.
We had the space to ourselves most of the morning, and it still felt like it was just ours as others started trickling in. This never happens in Seoul. Cafes typically open around 11am or even noon, so you can’t beat the crowds by being an early bird, and despite there being at least a dozen cafes on any given street, none are ever empty.
Yeonnam-dong still has that secret, unknown feel to it, though (that Ikseon-dong used to have), so we were able to enjoy quiet, intimate conversation over coffee drinks and lemon cake. We sat at this corner table for almost two hours!
It astounds me that we’re approaching five years together, four living together, and can still have so much to talk about. The other day, Andrew mentioned how happy it makes him that we still text so often. It’s a lot of talking and spending time together for two people who don’t talk much and like being alone, especially now that we live abroad in closer quarters and with more time to spend. Our friends in relationships used to comment that they’d go crazy if they lived together in an open space like the loft we lived in in Rhode Island. Now we live in an officetel barely a quarter of the size with only one floor and one bathroom. But we haven’t gone crazy.
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