Oh, man, Akasha was a GREAT place to have dinner or coffee and dessert. I never got a chance to have breakfast there (more accurately, I could never justify the expense) but daaaaaamn their food was good. The Chinese five-spice braised short ribs were To. Die. For.
When I was in Guatemala, every place I stayed had a cook who prepared a lavish breakfast every day. Black beans and tortillas, all kinds of fresh fruit, eggs any way you like, pastries, and, of course, fresh coffee, every day, ready and on the table, perfectly timed to my arrival--they'd listen for my stirrings, and have everything ready for me. Yeah, it was kind of weird, not real egalitarian, but, man, it was sweet.