I was suppose to go hang out with my friends Jess and Amy and roast coffee this morning. We roasted a few batches about 3 weeks ago, and compared notes about a week ago. I normally have brunch with them and their adorable almost 2 year old daughter twice a month. It's usually an all day affair, with the consumption of multiple pots of coffee. Anyway, since they have a garage, and since roasting coffee makes a good amount of smoke, my coffee roaster is now up at their place...
I went to Amherst Coffee last night. The serve probably the best cup of coffee in the immediate area (ie, less than half an hour away). I'm pretty sure they are serving coffee from the Great Barrington Coffee Company. The ambiance was pretty good as well (though there is a wine bar which is always a bit weird to me, but I guess it's kind of chic and trendy). They have a community table, which I always love. Even better, the place had newspapers strewn all over..
That's what this post is about this morning. I really just want to pluck myself out of here and magically appear in a buzzing coffee shop, with lots of copies of the New York Times, and plush couches, and fun people watching. That's the ideal Sunday morning for me... I'm meeting a friend for coffee in a bit, and I think I'm going to give Blue Moon another chance. I recall their coffee may have been a little weak, but they definitely have the best ambiance. Sadly, the Starbucks around here just don't do it for me anymore..
Then it's home to study.
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