Saturday, September 4, 2010

Coffee Shops

I love Hooked on Colfax because it is the neighborhood place to go... 2 blocks from my house and I can have some of Pablo's finest coffee.

The reason I really like it (aside from the fact that I met my good friend Krista there, she's a barista there) is that it inspires me. The coffee or Bhakti chai provide the brain juice for me, the environment is comfortable and artsy and the people that frequent the place are fun, outgoing people. Us regulars start to spot each other, the baristas know me and I have made friends with a few of them!

You know how some coffee shops are quite and a bunch of students treat it like a library? Uck -that is too much. Then there are places where space hasn't been defined so there are kids everywhere, loud chit-chat groups and a few trying to work quietly. Awkward. Hooked has done a great job creating a space for everyone.

The Bluebird folks come in, chat it up; the salon clients and hairstylists are common coffee drinkers, ladies out after a morning aerobics class hang out with a cup of joe, medical students cram in large amounts of information and Teach for America folks write lesson plans and grade papers. You've got people playing crosswords at the counter, someone drinking a beer at 2 in the afternoon on a Saturday and others out for their first cup of coffee. The Bhakti Chai, made in Boulder - is out of this world. Spicy and enough kick to boost your day. So good.

Today, I didn't really get much Algebra planning done for the week. I had an awesome conversation with this guy who is trying to prepare for medical school applications. We swapped travel stories, our passion for running and even a little family background. He had this awesome running log going and I am inspired to try one but not sure if I can be as dedicated to one. Maybe I'll become invested in it once I start to see my progress.

Moral of the story - I am becoming a common thread in the Denver 'hood and loving the life of a coffee shop junkie :)

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