If we were having coffee

If we were having coffee we’d be at a new coffee shop. I’ve just discovered it. It opened up near my Day Job Place (of all places) and it’s delightful. Part coffee-house, part restaurant, it’s cozy, classy and full of daylight. It had free Wi-Fi and plenty of sitting space, so the only remaining question was the quality of its coffee.

 

 

I ordered one and got the picture to the left…and it tastes even better than it looks. Absolutely delicious. Yum!

 

 

If we were having coffee I’d tell you that this week has been a whirl of madness. Coming back to work was exciting, terrifying, insanely busy and fulfilling all at once. I have a job that causes a rainbow of emotions in me. I’ve been doing it for a while but it still manages to both surprise and challenge me. 

If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that the weather has been causing me no end of worries. These incredible storms are terrifying. I wonder if this is the result of humankind’s lack of environmental responsibility and care.  I hope this doesn’t mean even worse storms for the upcoming generations. I worry for the poor victims of Harvey and Irma. I hope people (and pets) have made it to shelter.

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Finally, I’d thank Part Time Monster for running the ever-awesome Weekend Coffee Share!

How about you? How was your week?

Where I ramble about my coffee shop

I have some time away from work and I’ve indulged myself today. I’m at the coffee shop in the town near our home and it’s just so lovely to sit here, sip away at my coffee while the soft chatter of other patrons rambles on.

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There’s something so friendly about coffee shops. The atmosphere is relaxed, there’s the scent of coffee everywhere and some soft music in the background. Just lovely.

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(credit:Pixabay)

My hubby is coming and he’ll want to do things but, for right now, I can indulge in just sitting, sipping coffee and writing. Hm…

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(credit:7 Themes)

This particular coffee shop is filled with funny, quirky little characters who never seem to leave. There’s a young man who talks incessantly to anyone who sits near him. There’s an odd, elderly woman who always comes in to do the daily crossword and gets upset if anyone else takes her seat. There’s a ragged man who refuses to listen to the sign at the window and comes in every day to use the bathroom but never gets a drink. And there are always a couple of teens laughing and tapping on their phones. They’re trying to look sophisticated and worldly but fail miserably when they sneak a look around to see who’s watching.

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(credit:java-nation.com)

The food isn’t particularly very good here or cheap but no one cares. The gift of the place is the massive windows dominating one side of the store that face downtown and let people sit by to dream, read, write or chat. There’s a fireplace at the end, but no one really sits there. Instead, everyone wants the seats by the ceiling-to-floor windows. The shop inhabitants often sit nearby and when those seats become available they pounce, moving with impressive speed.

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(credit:Church Designer Magazine)

The lady who serves the coffee is Tori. She’s been here for years and years and knows everyone. The pay isn’t great in this place, but Tori doesn’t care. Like most of the patrons, she loves to chat. Talking to her is like getting the local version of Entertainment Tonight.

Oh, here’s the washroom-using-man. Right on time. 😀

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(credit: Natural Health 365)

 

Toil and Trouble Tuesday: Ew

Be warned, gentle reader, this story doesn’t end well.

My hubby and I decided to share a sub for lunch and were heading to our usual coffee shop to do some work when I started to feel…slightly queasy.

By the time we got our coffee, I couldn’t drink it. When I tried the drink, I almost got sick. I gave up on the coffee and discovered that my lovely hubby was also nauseous. Time to head home.

I made it to the house before being sick. My husband didn’t.

I have no idea what was wrong with that sub. It tasted fine. But it’s going to be a while before I get a hankering for another one.

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