Taking something simple and souping it up can be fun, but that's still really no excuse for driving a CRX. Tricking out the ol' reliable waffle, Chhaya. Chhaya's a cozy new cafe serving up awesomely crazy waffles, homemade baked goods, and a slew of international coffees in an interior filled with dark wood two-/four-tops surrounding an intricately tiled counter and coffee bar, plus walls decked in linen tapestries with traditional Indian art like florals and paisley, also the name of every chick at Vanderbilt. Edibles include a daily rotation of house-baked muffins and scones and soon, a half-dozen wacked-out waffles both savory (sausage and peppers; a cornbread job topped with chili) and sweet, (churro; chocolate marble), along with Liege , the shorter, denser, sweeter version of a Belgian -- though that Van Damme's one brilliant bastard. Coffee, sourced from Seattle's Cafe D'Arte and West Philly's Joe's, features a bean list that reads like the CIA World Factbook, with Mexico Chiapas, Honduras Capucas, and El Salvador Batres grinds prepped using traditional drip and French press along with pour-over (filtered/brewed in a glass Chemex decanter), South Indian decoction (mixing with milk by flinging in the air), and siphon, where it's brewed/filtered in an open flame-created vaccuum, which is badass, but still not even close to as cool as a Roomba. And if that wasn't enough, on weekend evenings, they go BYO and offer sliced meats, some cheeses, Tuscan meatballs, and samosas Venetian-cicchetti style, aka "smaller than tapas", meaning you just might be able to squeeze one into your CRX.