Restaurant Row

Taylor and I normally go to bed quite early, so we aren't out at night to see what our neighborhood in Portland is like after dark.  Here in Taipei however, we go out every night at 8:40 p.m. to meet the trash trucks. A consequence of this behavior is we have discovered that we live in a lively neighborhood.

One night, on our way home, we realized that the lane around the corner from our back door is a regular restaurant row. During daylight hours it's shuttered and quiet, but it opens up late in the day to become a vibrant gathering center for those who stay up later than us.

Here's the address in case you want to visit any of the restaurants.

Here's the view from our table at the Samovar.  In addition to restaurants, this lane is also home to quite a few bookstores. Can you see the bookstore across the street?

Hot latte for her, cold latte for him.  This was the most expensive coffee we had in our entire month in Taipei.  But, isn't it pretty?

Samovar from the outside.

You've got to love the name, "Piglet friendly cafe."  It serves coffee and pasta.

A fancy looking display of pastries at L'Amor.

L'Amor.  Possibly French?

We think the Apple Diner serves American. I just noticed there's a mailbox right there.  We had trouble finding a way to mail post cards.  There was a mail box right here all the time.

Mr. Martin is an ex pat Londoner serving up British fare from his closet sized cafe.

Mr. Martin has one table.  I don't know if you have to make a reservation to get to sit there, or what?

What could be a better place than Kitchen 66 for my 66th birthday.? We never did have a burger here, but David liked the fish and chips that we got for him.