Everyone who has ever been to Venice in summer knows that during the day it’s like hell: tourists, Chinese, red-hot stones, and heat up to about 5 pm.

So there you are, fed up with all this running around on an “art” kick’ and sweating like a pig. You’ve got nowhere to go but sraightly back to the hotel.

What’s worse, all the canteens have a standard dull menu: mineral water, watermelon, ice cream.

So, looks like the guy with tunnels and flower tattoos mulled it all over, figured out his target audience and set up this very place – the  “nameless hipster’s portal of freshness” ™ – right upon the “Lower Mitten” ™, in the side streets close to Salute. We couldn’t find the name anywhere: there was nothing on the façade, nor anywhere near the place. Probably, the guy just didn’t think about it: after all, he’s a hipster, the only thing he’s got time for is smoothies.

The place is tiny like a pencil case and immediately takes you away from Venice to something like a New York phytobar, may God forgive me.

Everything’s in there (c): great fresh juice mixes, smoothies, damn it, ice cream and sorbets, cold coffee drinks (in Starbucks they just call it “coffee”), tasty juices in bottles, beer/prosecco/aperol, and some simple food.

The same is the design: it’s like you aren’t in Venice at all, there’re straight anglers and slate board – a teleportation machine.

Besides, they have the rarest thing for the Serenissima – good wi-fi for free. And since the place’s located 100 meters away from the tourist path (and the Tourist always moves down a planned route, like NPC in games) – there’re almost no people there.

They also serve some simple sandwiches/sausages (fortunately, the place isn’t vegan), but that isn’t the main thing.

The main thing is the air conditioner, half emptiness, silence (only the juicer buzzes), the view on the red-hot square and the cold tasty mixture of orange, fennel and pear under a foam hat in your glass. They have around a dozen mixtures like that there.

Just do not tell anyone, shhh!