Positioned just well-enough to avoid the brunt of tourist traffic, this little bohemian cafe in the Old Town is full of all the things necessary to be 'quintessentially Cracovian': oddball clutter and artwork, wobbly tables, beer-drinking students, coffee-slurping laptoppers and paper-perusing academics. The site of frequent photo exhibitions, drop in for a drink, scribble some verse down on a beermat and drop it in the blue postal box out front to participate in a long local tradition: the Poetry Gutter.