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A Strong Cup of Coffee, Literally
There are several coffee shops in my town that for years now I have refused to enter. I bet you have a few too—those elite establishments at the pinnacle of coffee culture whose alienating pretension oozes from the minimalist architecture and smoldering apathy on the barista’s face. Why pay five dollars to feel like an idiot?
And yet—I am a coffee lover. Maybe addict. Living in the Pacific Northwest (birthplace of Starbucks and “third wave” coffee), I’ve been thoroughly bit by the coffee bug. It began with the simple biological need for caffeine...read more