Ok, so I might be a little biased ‘cause I like Mike and Stacy, but where else in Houston are you going to find a public bathroom, coffee/tea shop or otherwise with a bidet?!?!?
I’ve never actually used a bidet, had only heard of one once when a friend’s daughter enthusiastically announced at a party, “They’ve got a toilet that washes your BUTT!!!!!!” It must wash more than your boohonkus though, otherwise the men’s room would also feature said contraption (it doesn't).
As if a bidet weren’t enough, the restroom in Fioza is fastidiously clean, with a sign announcing the restroom is cleaned “periodically”.
That’s reassuring, isn’t it? Mike’s not going to make any promises he can’t keep as far as restroom cleanliness goes. Still, you could eat off the floor in that restroom. Of course, that might be a more important quality in a bar/club restroom than a coffee and tea shop, depending on your drinking habits.
Here’s the men’s room. It’s every bit as clean as the women’s room, and what male doesn’t enjoy smelling potpourri while washing up?
The bathroom, like the rest of Fioza, has a modern yet cozy feel. I’d give the credit for the décor to his mom, but if the two pictures on the back wall are any indication, his mom actually didn’t have all that much to do with it. Let's credit Stacy. See? Here's one of Mom's:
Here are Mike and Stacy:
Mike even lets me redecorate on occasion, or at least doesn’t complain when my instruments and other decorations come there to live for a spell. (It’s ok Mike, really, you can tell me when you’re ready for my collage to come home.)
If the bathrooms themselves don’t merit a visit to Fioza, Mike and Stacey are just the very nicest people. Someone even suggested to me that if and when I went on a traditional date, that it be at Fioza.
It sounded like an awful idea at the time. Why would I want an audience for awkwardness and discomfort? Wouldn’t someplace with alcohol be better? Then again, Mike strikes me as intensely sane and I’d definitely trust his judgment on…well…probably any number of things...but potential dates for certain.
If you do go to Fioza, try some tapioca in your drink. Contrary to popular belief, those little guys do not taste a thing like fish eyeballs!
Ok, so I’ve never actually tasted a fish eyeball. They're sort of like a cherry sour without the sweet. Mike has no idea why tea tapioca would be black while cooking tapioca is white, so if you have any idea, you can let him know on your way in or out of the gorgeous restrooms.