La Deja Vu Cafe - Bistro - Restaurant — Restaurant in Saint Petersburg

My partner and I came in, I have a skin disorder currently being treated by a new medication. I was having an allergic reaction to the new med and due to loss of vision desperately needed to flush out my eyes. At the front door it said that non-customers could not use the restroom and that offenders would be charged $5. Desperate for relief, we decided to enter and go directly to the staff to pay for me using the restroom, so they would know we weren't trying to deceive them. Upon entering, we were stopped by what I assume is the owner. In front of all of the customers she said I could not use the restroom and started raising her voice. We began to explain that it was emergency and that I was having an allergic reaction to a new medication and needed to flush my eyes, but she wouldn't let us speak. She kept saying the restroom was only for customers. I brought out the medication to show her we were telling the truth and really were willing to pay the $5 fee and she insisted only customers could use the restroom, that I was not allowed. So then my partner offered to step in line to buy a coffee so that I could use the restroom and the owner began to yell, telling us to leave her shop. At this point I am in tears trying to explain that we would do whatever we needed to to do have access to cold water and she started waving her hands and yelling more, making her way to in front of us. I left, in shock by the way we were treated, and headed down the block in desperate search for any open business. Luckily a church graciously let us in and I was able to gain my vision back. But this business owner is incredibly hateful, disrespectful, aggressive, and seems to be homophobic. I have never been treated so awfully by a business and am disheartened to see a business in as progressive of a place as Saint Pete Central Station Street, famous for being the "Gayborhood", showing absolute hatred, discrimination, and...

Good for reading but my cookie was hard and burned. I recommend ordering differently. Since i cant reply to your comment below: This is my opinion and mines alone. I didn't like the cookie but the shop was nice and warmly done. If I go visit a place and order something sweet then get in return a snack I can make at home is not good. I know Im not a cook or baker but a restaurant, diner and cafes must be able to make something delicious that I know I cant make at home. If your cookie is hard and taste burned to me does not give the owner a right to say I made it up just because you disagree with my review. Will your cookies all be the same? No. Does it mean someone else will not try it? No. Do you think one bad but not so bad review ( hint: a cookie; a dang cookie) will prevent 10 to an extra 100 customers from coming in to your cafe? Hell to the No. Its a very basic review. I saw what people ordered and saw many delicious varieties of sweets, I choose cookie and bypass a delicious cake that I know will be good. Your too sensitive to minor reviews and it doesn't give you credit as the owner to reply back with a kick out the store. Learn to take criticism and move on, many people love your books, the pastries, cookies, drinks and hearty food while a few disagree but still I left you 3 stars, because a cookie is only a cookie might I also add that all the cookies looked crisp from over baking them. Your cookies are not...

So many times, you ambled by that corner cafe. You wondered to yourself, "What is in that place?" Wonder no more sir. For inside one will find not just your average cafe, but a sense of familiarity. The familiarity you have been longing for. The warmth of wooden furniture and the lack of all things austere. French accordion music is piped gently to your ears and you know - you've been here before. Maybe on a trip to Europe..maybe in a past life...maybe in a novel. It doesn't matter. Flavorful espresso and a flaky buttery croissant are your companions on this jaunt through time and space. You're not even sure if it's your life you're living anymore, but you don't care - you simply want to live it for the few spare moments you can extract yourself from the droll monotony of each day.

The proprietor, Bianca, greets you like a friend - her voice tinged by the most delicate German accent. The food is unspeakably good. Either imported from Europe or baked by the owner. Buttery eggs on a croissant - Strudel with thick whipped cream - chocolate croissants. Every dish is somehow better than the last. You sit, and melt away for a few moments...and then you come back. Each time you think to...