when is a café not a café?
I am biased when it comes to discussing coffee. I’ve been buying special imported beans and grinding them myself for more than 10 years now. I guess I’m a coffee nerd. If we are born as something new in a next life; I’ll be either a bean (how dull) or a bean picker from Costa Rica.
But, when does a café stop being a café and just a really expensive place with good wifi-access, that happen to have some old coffee standing around? I mean there are so many so called cafés and coffee shops that serve worthless coffee. Awful. Awful as in undrinkable. Awful as in it should be a crime. And when a cup of coffee costs more than at Starbucks (where the coffee actually is quite all right), is served by a schmuck who knows diddly-squat about this fine drink (who assumes I’d like half a gallon of milk in my coffee), who’s not even very nice and friendly, but has good wifi-access; what is it?
Did you ever think about how many, not only cafés, but restaurants and other eateries that serve really crappy food? I mean places run by people who take pride in delivering good food and a nice experience don’t come around too often in my book. And who’s to blame? We are. Just stop going and stop being so damn comfortable. Start doing it the Seinfeld way. Where you go to the soup nazi regardless of distance. I love small businesses. Businesses with a genuine touch. Those businesses need people to not take them for granted.
