Bertilino Coffee Bar: Been here before, love the relaxed and eclectic spread of people. Always a good, dark and smooth americano coming from the hands of a cute lil barista. I ordered and it was the kind of date you just want to take home, but without that "shame" at the end. The second I put my lips on you, I knew it was love, like a hot caffein kick in the butterflies... Bertolino's, thank you.
Tusarra Coffee House: A little lady pops up with glasses on the tip of her nose and says "be right with you"... "what can I get you?" I get my regular americano, she makes it, I taste it, I like it, drop a few quarters in her tip jar and walk back to my truck... It was like one of those moments when your walking on the sidewalk and trip... you look back to see what the hell it was and have no idea... but you keep walking and forget about it. Tusarra Coffee House... til I trip agian... thank you.
Mandolin Cafe: I think the most attractive man is one reading in the corner sipping a coffee with a local newspaper... but for some, it's the hottest 40+ women I've ever seen... was it cougar day at the cafe? The mix of wine, beer, coffee, good eats, mixed crazy clutter and many attractive older ladies... left me with a couple sips of the americano and people watching for about 45 sec... then I took off and thought, maybe I'll have to bring my dad here. Mandolin Cafe... "all the single ladies... lift your hands up!"... thank you.
Metro Coffee: If Peter Pan was next to me and I had a little fairy dust from Tink... I would have flown a bit. My americano was smooth and just the right temp, keeping me with happy thoughts throughout the experience. Between the entertainment of the cut-out mice all up and down the wall and the people running in from the rain, my moment at Metro was pleasant. Hope to be there again with a backpack and books (pretending that I actually go to school there). Oh you little hole in the wall; Metro Coffee... thank you.
Origin 23: "For here please"... one big mug of americano magic. The experience was bright, tasty and a bean bag chair of a time... sat there and just didn't want to get up; it was either watching the "self medicated" lady outside or lofty yet comfortable atmosphere within... either way, I dug it. My future ex husband (Joseph Gordon-Levitt) and I will be back for a spot in the corner sharing a cookie sooner than later... Origin 23... thank you.
