The last cappuccino
The main storefront of Espresso Vivace, the best coffee shop in North America, just closed (they will re-open in a few months down the street). I was there for the last night. As I was walking out, I saw one of the baristos packing up the till.
"Can you still make a drink?" I asked.
"Yeah." he said.
"I'd like a decaf cappuccino, please."
"No problem."
"Great!"
He hands it to me. "This is probably the last drink I'll ever make."
It was fantastic. I told him.
I'm so sad to see that storefront go. Shaded by trees, amazing architecture and space, beautiful stone countertops, and two blocks from my apartment. Ah, well.
"Can you still make a drink?" I asked.
"Yeah." he said.
"I'd like a decaf cappuccino, please."
"No problem."
"Great!"
He hands it to me. "This is probably the last drink I'll ever make."
It was fantastic. I told him.
I'm so sad to see that storefront go. Shaded by trees, amazing architecture and space, beautiful stone countertops, and two blocks from my apartment. Ah, well.