Still Life Coffee House in Fremont

Self-serve coffee, students with piles of papers spread across mismatched wooden tables, hearty soups and homemade baked goods, sandwiches with sprouts on them. All in a well-lit airy room. A great place to read your alternative comix and try to flirt with the recently post-college crowd.

Now it has become a restaurant so sterile and anonymous that it’s named after the numbered street it sits on. All the tables match and the food is expensive frenchy stuff, and no one hangs out there anymore.