Working from a café reminds me of college: I've paid my real-life money to somebody I don't know just to be here. And to do... Something. I'd like to get my money's worth, even if I have to work for it. $3.99
a drip then a drop becomes a sprinkle becomes a trickle becomes a stream becomes a torrent a feeling a thought becomes an idea becomes a word becomes a page becomes a chapter
Uhh.... Do What? What did I do? Well, I took The Local Skank's lyrics literally and Quit My Day Job to become a full-time blogger!!!111 ... ... ... until the money runs out, of course. https://youtu.be/eXGZbO3XNck Unfortunately, I did not join *this* circus, but their CD Collect All Five is legit! How did I get here? … Continue reading Did she really just do that?
Writers say “this place is a hidden gem!” so often, I immediately make my hipster face and often move on to read something else... But you guys! Vintage Garden Kitchen is actually a gem of a café and it’s actually hidden! I found VGK* online last December, searching for a salad near my new apartment … Continue reading Vintage Garden Kitchen
July 12th, 2018: Changed title of Homepage post from “What is this?” to “Where am I?” I think it goes better leading in to the disco ball metaphor. On my 2nd or 3rd steep of tea, Café Girl,* L., asked me what I was working on and I told her about my blog, half-jokingly. To … Continue reading Cafe Envie ~ Upriver