When we last left our caffeinated heroes…
Spring has finally sprung—sort of—creating a vaunted season where coffee-lovers come out to dance and frolic and drink that warm Colombian brew in the sun. As my former neighbor Amy and I—both somewhat fresh from separate workouts at our gyms that morning—piled into her highly reliable automobile, we were ready for caffeine injections of mass coffee products and all the shaky twists and turns that come with it.
As per our usual times together, we laughed and joked at all those around us, as if we were having a private kaffeeklatsch that very few would ever be invited to, if ever. Maybe that’s one of the many reasons why Amy is the type of person why I like to take these black-brewed journeys with? So we continued on to our very first stop of the day…or so we thought!