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After being a renowned beach café characterized by heavy furniture and an air of old money, Café Høj's reputation shifted impeccably when Mona Høj-Jonassen accepted her inheritance. Its dark, antiquated interior was swapped out for coastal nonchalance. Flat whites and simple cupcakes replaced black coffee and fancy gateaus, energetic surf rock superseded slow jazz, prices dropped and the fussy, elderly clientele was upset when surfers, beach fanatics, downshifters, environmental activists, college students, and high schoolers started frequenting the place.
In the past twenty years, Café Høj has become a sanctuary for the financially struggling, the stress-suffering, the social butterflies, the dissidents and the lonely — everyone feeling out of place in Arriaga Bay's flamboyant seafood restaurants, uptown coffee shops, and old European cafés at the boulevard and central plaza. In the scorching weeks between July and August, it provided accommodations for surfing amateurs participating in Patrik Høj-Jonassen's surf camp, bestowing unparalleled memories, lifelong friendships, and nothing short of good vibes upon them. On icy December afternoons, it's become a refuge for freezing seaside wanderers, a place to warm their hands and hearts on Dutch cocoa and mulled wine.
