I was in the kitchen all morning and noon cooking for the friends: steaming rice and broccoli, poaching salmon and baking turkey, basil and blueberry cookies.
At 1:30 I received a text from my daughter: “I’m going to Royal Oak after work, do you want to go with me?”
I still had another batch of cookies to go in the oven when she arrived home half an hour later.
And I was about to get a head start on dinner for us humans.
But I put the unbaked dough in the downstairs fridge and decided dinner prep would have to wait.
“It’s a beautiful day and I need to get out of the house,” I said, as we got into my car. “Besides, I don’t want to get all Grey Gardens.”
Which would be easy to do.
Me and my beagle.
Our destination was Rail & Anchor to get decor for her brand new therapy office.
It was a perfect day: sunny with a few puffy clouds scattered about, 73 degrees with just the right amount of breeze.
So afterward we walked a couple of blocks to Atomic Coffee to get, you know, coffee.
I studied the menu board as we approached the counter.
“What’s a Mexican Mocha? Chocolate and cayenne?”
“Yes,” replied the pleasant young man behind the cash register, “that’s exactly what it is.”
Tough choice between that and the lavender latte.
“The Mexican mocha is sweeter,” the young cashier offered.
“It doesn’t have to be,” the equally young and pleasant barista chimed in, small cup in his hand.
“Since you want a small, the espresso will be more prominant so it won’t be as sweet.”
“Okay, that sounds good, and cut back on the syrup a little, too.”
After a short wait the barista placed my cup on the counter. “Taste it. If it’s too sweet I can remake it.”
“I’m sure it will be just fine,” I smiled.
“It would be no trouble to make it again,” he smiled back.
I took a sip.
“It’s good. And pretty.”
He smiled again. “Thanks.”
I love it when cafes, restaurants and coffee shops roll up their windows like big garage doors so you can sit inside and still be kinda’ outside.
While I enjoyed the street view, the barista chatted with my daughter about Rail & Anchor while he made her iced s’more latte. He noticed her bag.
Local coffee is always better.