The air was rich with the smell of coffee. Grinders hummed and glass tinkled. From the windows, sunlight streamed through, and all at once everything inside was white, chocolate and gold.
The scene would have been complete if jazz music played overhead, but in the place of saxophones were the clear voices of instructors as they spoke to three groups of eager listeners. This was how 50 people spent their bright Sunday morning on the 1st of October.