When I went to Green Time on a work day lunch hour, the place had not been completely finished. The walls of this spacious place were still in progress, with the sketches in pencil marks and the ladder close by. Through the prep work you could still make out Kitty's story though, who served be behind the counter. I wouldn't have walked into the building if I hadn't specifically looked up what was closeby in town that had clean healthy-ish dishes on its menu. The service received during my rare lunch outing was outstanding, as I slurped the Japanese soba noodle, constantly being checked that everything was going alright.