I remmber when we would hitch hike around the states in our home made hippie clothes, join in on sing alongs at a camp fire , although I was young I never forgot the peace of that time , it wasnt angry it was about love and peace. I get that good feeling of those times when I go too Mommahillybeans , the decor is so close ( to clean lol) the poetry is like the times the beat niks would stand up and recite there poetry to a single drum beat or strum of a guitar, while its patrons sipped tea or hot chocolate. The seventies turned out a throng of yippies who were the violant ones , they raided the communes and came in bus loads with perversion , murder and drug orgies and over doses. I enjoy meeting a friend for coffee at Momma hillies and the atmosphere brings out the peace once agian. good job hillary and cameron barbie