Retti

Going to a cafe or coffee shop is one thing. Going to Rosso, is another.

Personally, I don't hang out at Rosso too often, most of the time, I just ask my trusted Ojek Soni to pick up my Hot Piccolo or Iced Latte. But when I come there, and drink in my usual (and dine in), I'm always greeted by the super friendly and always cheerful Jojo the barista, and the calm yet funny PatPat the barista. When I'm lucky, I get to have an insightful chat with one of the owners, none other than Mas Andre. 
Now I could've gone to other coffee shop (that has free wifi and a TV and a much renewed playlist from this century), but I just don't. Because to me, Rosso is just not a coffee shop. I don't go there just for the coffee. I go there to meet the baristas, to meet other customers (who have gone from frequent customers to close friends). I go there because it is just like... HOME.

Congratulations, Rosso. And thanks for the great atmosphere:)