The last three days have been a nonstop march of coffee shops. One after the other after the other. What a wonderful place to be an antsy graphic designer.
The one I’m in now is called ‘Three Friends Cafe’, and features a little taste of everything you’d hope for in an ‘internet office’. The entrance is flanked by enormous plate glass windows that are papered – up to a certain height – with fliers that brightly lure you towards various fragments of the evening scene. Once inside, the ceilings are high and the light low; little leopard print lamps sit at some of the tables, and a couch or two stretch back in to the room. Wood floors… a little stage that was probably first used to display mannequins (in another life, the room itself was a clothing store); collage art dangling from random spots on the wall, and where it doesn’t, potted plants. The bar is covered with big jars of tea and ends at a dilapidated little desk that holds up a painted computer advertising ‘Free Net!’. The names of each drink above the register are illustrated with a Polaroid ……. the bagels are delicious.
Mmmmmm yes. It has the vintage, the hip, the homely feel and the open spaces…and lightning quick internet. Four stars.
sister, the littler.
you need to be postin’ some pics of your new digs right soon, big bruthuh. I got papers to write, and you are seriously lagging in the provision of distractions.