Today, after dental appointments (replaced a filling, no big whoop), errands, getting my flu shot (I did not cry!) we stopped at the local Starbucks to check it out. It's been there the entire time we've lived here, but it was in a small store space, and frankly, I don't like coffee.
But...nearly two years ago the Quiznos that was right next to it went under, and the space was never leased. Last month Starbucks shut down for about two weeks to remodel and expand into that space, so I kind of wanted to check it out.
|View from the front door|
The two back walls are lined with tables for one, bench seating, and outlets lined up with every table.
|View from where I sat in the corner|
I bought a small iced tea--which is inexplicably called a "tall" and we sat in the back corner, just long enough for me to get a feel for how the vibe in the place is. The tea tasted exactly like the kind I got at Borders' coffee shop (I'd heard Starbucks owned it, but wasn't sure) and they have way too many things like scones and cookies for sale, but it feels like a place to write.
This makes Max happy, as I have not made the progress on his book that he feels I should have, but he'll be bummed to find out that not only do they not serve crunchy treats, they don't serve cats.
He'll be whining about speciism, I'm sure.
I'll give it a whirl tomorrow morning, see if my muse follows me. If not...they have free wi-fi, I can find something to do.