Relaxation is what one can expect when they enter the doors of The Raven restaurant, coffee house, in Port Huron, Michigan. The atmosphere is calming, the surroundings within capture ones attention, and a person can expect their curiosity to be sparked from what is housed within. Furthermore, the food is picture perfect, fresh, delicious, and plentiful.

Cautiously I made my way through downtown Port Huron on a road called M25, heading south. While slowly driving and traveling along, anticipation took over in my search for the business called The Raven, where I was to meet my English professor and classmates. After having been told that this building would be on the east side of the road, I kept my head and eyes turned in that very direction, so I would not miss it. Once I noticed the sign The Raven, I could not get my vehicle turned around and parked fast enough. There was something mysterious about the bird (raven), which protruded from the building, having a firm hold on my attention. The scrutiny of this attention getter portrayed impeccable taste, far beyond my imagination. It was so real looking, I nearly thought I heard the raven sing. The magnificent view of this raven had me drooling from its spectacular identity. Wanting to see more I looked for the door to enter and was amazed by the carpentry of construction surrounding the entryway into the establishment. Anticipating what was behind those beautiful wooden double doors provoked my curiosity, which felt as though the raven had me under his wing and guiding me directly through the attractive doors.

Excitement swirled through me as I entered the entryway of the establishment and my hazel eyes began to dart in complete disorder, in the entryway of artistry. After a few moments inside, I began focusing on the variety of many artists, which covered the entrance walls. The anticipation within me began to flourish. Stopping me dead in my tracks, I took a deep breath, held it, and then exhaled. After catching my breath and settling down a bit, I reached out, grasped the door handle, and opened the second door, which led
directly into the coffee house, restaurant.

From the moment I stepped inside my eyes darted in many directions, soaking up as much scenery as possible, just as if I were a sponge and the art was water. The displayed arrangements were overwhelmingly beautiful and colorful. I began to gradually step with baby steps, hoping I would not miss a thing.

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