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On this week’s installment of the Coffee Shop Road Trip, Jennifer Seay is back with another reason I need to visit Las Vegas – Inspire News Café.  And basically the whole downtown area.  I am ecstatic to include a post that touches on my favorite things – coffee, tea, books, and shoes (or at least a company that sells shoes).  Enjoy!

Something about the day said “Get up! Get out!” So, I did. And, while that may or may not have been a mistake, here I am. Back when Suzanne first posted about the Coffee Shop Road Trip there were two spaces that came to mind. The first was within ten minutes of my house. The second was Inspire – which is where I am now.

Downtown Las Vegas was just about the last place I ever would’ve thought of to put a coffee house, but that was a little over a year ago before Tony Hsieh (all of those letters phonetically form “Shay”) decided to make downtown his project – aptly named the Downtown Project. See, Mr. Hsieh is one of the creators and the CEO of Zappos and if you don’t know what that is – you haven’t been shopping for shoes on the intertubez. So, long story short – he has more money than … someone with a lot of money … and he’s actually giving back to his community. How … revolutionary!

Inspire News Cafe

Inspire was made possible by the Downtown Project – as many things have been since Mr. Hsieh came to town – and the coffee itself may be forgettable (It’s Illy coffee) but the space is great and there is plenty of character to go around. My 16 oz cup of Earl Grey tea cost $3.00 and there are no foodstuffs for purchase, but here at Inspire it really does seem to be about the environment. There are magazines – local magazines – lining the walls. There are national magazines, too, but I was impressed by how many local publications there are. A free wi-fi passcode came with my tea which allowed me to be interrupted by a rather disturbing request from a friend – disturbing in that it was non-specific which usually means I’m about to let myself get railroaded, but that’s a personal problem…

Off to one side is something that looks like a Xerox and, in fact, it is, but it is so much more than a photocopier. This machine is the Espresso Book Machine. It will print and bind your book (or any book in their catalog, which includes anything in Project Gutenberg, among other things) in minutes… as an aspiring writer this machine has a huge hold on me. I want to give them my file and watch it become a reality, but I know I have lots of editing to do – I’m mired in editing right now. And avoidance of said editing, but again – personal problem!

There are lots of choices for seating including a wooden, theatre style, tiered area with pillows to use. I sat at a table in the corner that had a bench seat on the wall and a chair across the table. There were also couches in the center that were occupied on and off by people having discussions – probably of business related to downtown…

Along with anything in downtown Las Vegas comes the local wildlife – in this case a gentleman on the street yelling about how much he hated Chicago, he was quite creative with the way he interspersed colorful metaphors into his tirade. Few people in the shop took much notice, so this must be a semi-regular occurrence.  Also – parking – it is on street and you have to pay, but it’s not bad at all. $1.00 per hour with a two-hour time limit.

While you’re here I highly recommend the Container Park, which is a mall built out of shipping containers – the metal shipping containers used by companies to move freight whether by road, rail, or water. All of the businesses in the Container Park are local, small business start-ups. Most of them are heavily subsidized by the Downtown Project – at least to get started and then as they grow they become more independent. It is just a couple of blocks away on Fremont Street.

This wasn’t meant to become a love letter to Tony Hsieh, but the man certainly deserves a really big cookie for everything he’s done for downtown Las Vegas. If he aspired to be mayor, I’d vote for him.

As for Inspire – the hook here is the environment, not the coffee. I enjoyed it. I’d come back again if I were in downtown. Is it worth a special trip to downtown? For me, yes – at least this once, but I’m a ‘satisfy my curiosity’ kind of person. Is it worth it to get a taxi from the Strip? Hmmm… probably not, unless you want to check out that cool book-bindery Xerox machine thingy. Is it worth it to stop in if you’re already checking out the Fremont Street scene? Yes. Absolutely.

 

Where: Inspire News Café, 501 Fremont Street, Las Vegas, Nevada 89101

Phone:  (702) 910-2388

Location: The Southeast corner of Las Vegas Boulevard and Fremont Street

Parking: Street. Pay the meter. The meters take coins or credit cards.

Hours: Monday – Saturday 9am to 7pm for the Café and 10 am to 7pm for the Book Machine

 

Jennifer grew up in the southeastern United States eating dirt and drinking goat’s milk. She wrote her first story when she was six years old titled “The Cats in the Carillon.” It was approximately 200 words and had three sequels. Her current piece is approximately 100,000 words and the main character is not a cat. She lives in Las Vegas, Nevada with her husband and two furry editors. She burbles about her book, cats, and life at mercurialforte.wordpress.com.

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Big Mike’s Coffee Shop is great.  It’s located right across the street from UNT campus in the same location and under the same ownership as Voyager’s Dream (before The Man ruined Fry Street…but that’s another story for another time). Their website lists my three favorite things about Big Mike’s – independent, local, and fair trade. They are also ecologically minded.  They save their coffee grounds and give them to local gardeners for their compost piles. I also like how they take care of the students.  They used to be a 24-hour shop, but now they are closed from midnight to 6:00 a.m. most days.  However, during dead week and finals week, they reinstated their around-the-clock hours to support the students cramming during the wee hours of the morning. And on graduation day, they offered anything on their menu at half off for graduates who came in their caps and gowns.

Also – there are signs like this:

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(I swear I waited to take the picture until after I had ordered.)

Sounds like this would be my favorite shop in the world, doesn’t it?  So why haven’t you heard about it before now?

Confession:  I only go to Big Mike’s in the summer.

  1. Yes, they take care of students.  But so do I.  I take care of students 40+ hours a week.  So I don’t really feel the need to go hang out with students after work.
  2. Summer, early morning, and Sundays are the only times I can find parking anywhere near the shop.  Could I walk there?  Sure.  Am I likely to do so?  Lol…no.
  3. The atmosphere in summer is really laid back.  In fact, all of Denton is more laid back in the summer, because many of the students go home.  And because many of the students go home, it’s even more important in the summer to support the local shops that I want to see stay in business, particularly the shops whose clientele is predominantly students.

Summer at Big Mike’s is great.  I can walk in, order, sit at a table and stare into space, and no one thinks anything of it (or if they do, they keep it to themselves).  The baristas don’t try to rope you into small talk while making your drink.  If they talk at all, it’s to say something that’s actually interesting.  I have never been forced to talk about the weather in Big Mike’s.

I realize that this might be a point against them for extroverts or normal people or people who are uncomfortable with silence or people who have narrow views of what constitutes good customer service.  But for introverts, Big Mike’s in the summer is like Mecca.

My typical order at Big Mike’s when I’m not going to stay for long is a macchiato.

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Little shot of espresso marked with foam.  And their espresso is gooooood. Sometimes, I even order them when I am going to stay for a while, but then I end up getting four of them, and that’s a terrible idea.

For a while, they had hazelnut milk, but I’m not sure they offer it anymore.  I could get a hazelnut latte made with hazelnut milk. Glorious. That was my go-to drink when I would make a coffee run for Maggie and me before HOST meetings.  Good times.

So if you’re in Denton in the summer (maybe you’re at a conference at UNT), don’t drive all the way to Starbucks just because it’s what you know.  Go to Big Mike’s.

 

If you would like to contribute to the Coffee Shop Road Trip, you can follow that link to the original post for guidelines.  The original deadline has been extended. The new deadline is forever.  I am having so much fun, I will forever take posts on this subject.

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Wednesday, I went to visit The Book Carriage in Roanoke, Texas.  This is one of my favorite small bookstores.  It is located on Oak Street, which is a great place to spend the day.  There are restaurants and thrift stores and kitsch stores.  Also, there is a shop that has delicious pie.

But I digress.

The Book Carriage has a local authors section, and they will order me anything I want if they don’t have it in stock.

Also, they’re just really cute:

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I love The Book Carriage.

One of the things I look forward to is having a cup of coffee while I shop.  Their in-house coffee bar serves basic espresso drinks. They have a La Marzocco espresso machine (or La Mar, as I like to call it).  There’s a picture of it on their website (go ahead and look.  I’ll wait). It’s a work of art.  It also makes a damn fine cup of espresso.  I make flirty eyes with it every time I go in.  I’ve even invited it to come home with me, but so far, it has ignored my advances.

Wednesday, I made the short drive to Roanoke to visit The Book Carriage and Coffee Shop. I really needed a cup of coffee.  I had been at work all day, and then I drove to Roanoke in early rush hour traffic.  People are dumb, especially on two-lane roads. But it was all going to be worth it when I arrived and ordered my Americano with a dash of caramel syrup.

Alas, it was not meant to be.

I walked in, and I heard someone greet me from the second floor.

“Hello!  How can I help you?”

“I’m fine – I’m just looking.”

“Okay, then.  Let us know if you need anything!”

I started toward the coffee bar, and then I stopped, paralyzed with disbelief.

It wasn’t open.

There were no pastries in the pastry box.  The lights were out behind the bar.  La Mar was there, but it was quiet and still.

I felt a little lightheaded as I stumbled toward the books to look around.  As the shock subsided, I came to terms with the fact that I was not going to get my Americano that afternoon. I picked up several books off the shelf and read their covers, but my heart wasn’t in it.  I had lost the will to browse.  I found Molly Wizenberg’s A Homemade Life because I had just finished it, and I loved it, and I needed to hold something I loved.  So I clutched it to my heart and made my way to the checkout table.

You might be thinking, “Why didn’t you ask about the coffee bar?” And I thought about asking.  I did.  But then I decided against it, because I wasn’t sure I could be trusted to respond in a calm and rational manner if they told me the unthinkable – that the coffee bar was closed permanently.  I might have actually cried in the store.  That might seem like an overreaction to you, but you just don’t understand how much I love (and desperately needed) this coffee.

I have had a couple of days to calm down, so today I made the call.

“Hi, this is The Book Carriage.  How may I help you?”

“I was wondering if your coffee shop was open the same hours as the rest of the store.”

(See how I did that?  Calm.  Simple.  Not “I WENT THERE AND YOU FAILED TO GIVE ME COFFEE! WHY DO YOU HATE ME AND ALL GOOD THINGS?!??!?!”  So it’s good that I waited.)

“We no longer have a coffee shop in house.”

“Oh.  Okay.  Well, thank you.”

Even two days later, this made me tear up.

It’s not that I can’t get good coffee elsewhere.  I have a perfectly delicious cup of coffee sitting in front of me right now.

It’s just that…I feel like I failed them.  I didn’t go there often enough or send enough people their way, and now they’re closed.  I don’ t even know if lack of patronage was why they closed, so my guilt might be misguided.  Perhaps the people who ran it came into a lot of money and decided to travel the world rather than run a coffee shop.  I hope something like that happened.

But I suppose that’s not very likely.  The good coffee on Oak Street is gone.

Support your local shops.  They don’t have the backing of a corporation.  They’re all on their own.  If we love them, we have to make sure they stay in business.  We can help by frequenting the shop and hooking them up with a little free advertising.

I know that I alone cannot save a shop.  But I have a Facebook.  I have a Twitter.  If I have a good experience with a coffee shop (or bookstore…or restaurant…etc.), I can show how adorable it is on Instagram.  I can blog about it. And then maybe more people will go and have a good experience, and they will tell their friends.

At some point this summer, I will take a morning or afternoon off work and go scouting for new coffee in the Roanoke/Argyle vicinity.  I know there are some great places in Keller and Southlake, but if I can find one closer to my bookstore, that would be ideal. I am also keeping an eye out for an email from The Book Carriage just in case they decide to auction La Mar off for charity or something. La Mar would look gorgeous in my kitchen.  That would take a little of the sting out of it.

But right now, I am sad.

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I am excited to host my first guest in our Coffee Shop Road Trip series. I “met” (i.e., on the Internet) Jennifer Seay in the Online Writing Community via Andilit.  I think you’ll enjoy reading about her coffee adventure in Las Vegas.

 

The assignment: Find a local coffee shop

The chosen target: SambaLatte Torrefazione in Las Vegas, Nevada at 750 S. Rampart Blvd. Suite 9, Las Vegas, Nevada 89145 (702) 272-2333

The verdict: I’m not going to find what I’m looking for in Las Vegas – a quiet place with posh seating – but this is not bad at all. Especially the croissant. Nom, nom, nom.

 

See, I’m a country girl that loves the city. To a point. What do I hate about the city? Traffic (not much of a problem here in Vegas unless you’re near the tourist corridor on a Friday night) and too many people (always a problem).

 

I have to admit, I’m not a coffee drinker on a regular basis. I drink tea. Green tea. Black tea. White tea. Mostly I drink Earl Grey. Sometimes Earl Grey Crème when I can find it. But, on this occasion I went for the, what I would term, froofy drink.

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A Nutella latte.

 

And it came with foam art that stayed through the entire cup. That’s probably a good thing, I wouldn’t know – this might be the first time I’ve ordered a latte. Which might explain why I’m typing so fast!

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Here’s the thing about this coffee. It wasn’t bitter. It tasted like coffee. Did it taste like Nutella? I don’t think so, but that’s probably good because I find Nutella to be quite sweet most of the time. As a side note, I haven’t experienced the burning in my stomach that I always experience after a coffee. (If you’d like to experience the effect of the coffee on my system, just read faster and faster until you sound like a chipmunk!) Whee! I probably shouldn’t drive like this…

 

Perhaps I shouldn’t have paired a sweet (but not terribly so), caffeinated drink with a chocolate croissant. A perfectly flaky, melt in your mouth, croissant with a touch of chocolate buried between the light, crispy layers. Did I say nom, nom, nom already?

 

SambaLatte is a local coffee shop that started here in the Summerlin area of Las Vegas. It now has a second location on Jones and Sunset (with a drive through) and they’re opening a location at the Monte Carlo casino resort very soon. So, if you’re in Vegas you can get SambaLatte coffee without leaving the glitz and glamour of the Strip. If it is important to you they source their beans from small and sustainable farmers from Brazil and around the globe. And they do seem to have a recycling program in place as well as using to-go cups made with a percentage of post consumer content.  I had my turbo boost … I mean, latte … as a dine-in so it came in a ceramic cup – no waste! Especially since, in my haste to get my dirty little paws on the croissant, I forgot to procure a napkin…

 

Once I finally got comfortable, the other people in the shop faded into the background – that fade was helped by the subdued music playing over the sound system. My best guess in regards to the music would be something Brazilian, but I didn’t ask. The shop has a second level, which was where I wanted to be so I could look out over the other people down below, but that seems to be a popular hangout so I ended up at a bar in the corner. Which worked out well enough. There were lots of places to plug in, which I would’ve used if I had brought my power adapter. Oh, and wi-fi. Good wi-fi, even – included with a purchase. Other than the upstairs area and the bar I sat at there were little tables with the tiny café chairs that are always less comfortable than one would hope, an area in the front with padded benches and a few tables outside in the sunlight. Today would’ve probably been a good day to choose the outside, but I didn’t want to take up a four-top as I was a single.

 

Looking back at the menu now, I may have to come back and try the tea. They have “Lavender Earl Grey” and something called “Eros” which is described as “Black tea with orange and vanilla”. And, almond croissants that were sold out when I arrived around 10:00. I do love a good almond croissant…

 

Jennifer grew up in the southeastern United States eating dirt and drinking goat’s milk. She wrote her first story when she was six years old titled “The Cats in the Carillon.” It was approximately 200 words and had three sequels. Her current piece is approximately 100,000 words and the main character is not a cat. She lives in Las Vegas, Nevada with her husband and two furry editors. She burbles about her book, cats, and life at mercurialforte.wordpress.com.

 

 

 

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Seven Mile Cafe is where I send people who don’t know Denton very well and are looking for a good breakfast or lunch.

  • It’s easy to find (basically, turn east on Congress from Carroll, and in a few blocks, you’re there).
  • It has ample parking.  If the lot is full, there are plenty of places to park on the street.
  • Its menu starts with the coffee offerings, as all good menus do.

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(Also, its cups are really cute.)

First, let’s talk about the food.  The food is good and hearty.  It took me two meals to eat the hamburger, and I can put away some grub.  I have had almost all of the Benedicts, as that is usually my breakfast-out of choice, and I like them all.  The pancakes and cinnamon rolls are good, and they can make the cinnamon roll vegan, which means I can eat it without scraping off the icing.  In fact, see all those green leaves on the menu?  Those are the vegan items.  For a restaurant in Texas, this is a pretty impressive selection.

But my favorite thing to eat here?  The loaded potatoes.  In fact, I just purred out loud thinking of them.  I might have to go get some right after I finish this post.  I know they’re not hard to make, but it’s the end of the semester, and my kitchen and I are tired.

Also, when you get the potatoes at Seven Mile, you can get them with this:

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(Big ass bottomless French Press.  Maggie – sadly – not included)

The bottomless coffee is strong and plentiful, and it’s roasted right next door at Seven Mile Coffee Co.  Triple win.

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(Again with the cute cups)

Seven Mile Coffee Co. doesn’t just roast the coffee.  It is a full coffee bar with coffee-shop style seating and its own coffee menu, and from 8a-3p, you can order anything from the menu at Seven Mile Cafe, and they’ll bring it over to you. Basically, they let you choose your own atmosphere.

This is the greatest idea.

This allows me to go during the lunch rush and avoid the crowded cafe.  I can cozy down in an armchair, sip my coffee, eat my potatoes, and read my book, enjoying a blessed hour of quiet before I go back to work.

Also, when you order coffee at Seven Mile Coffee Co., the people making it know what they’re doing and will talk to you about it.  Some customers might not like this, but those customers are wrong.  One should prefer to buy coffee from people who know it well and can articulate this knowledge. They also offer Stumptown coffee, which is one of my top three non-local favorite coffee companies. I usually get the coffee that is roasted in-house, but I appreciate the offer.

So if you’re driving through Denton and you need sustenance, Seven Mile Cafe and Seven Mile Coffee Co. are worth a quick venture into the middle of town.

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I am starting the Coffee Shop Road Trip with a shout-out to Stefanie, who is joining me in this endeavor to direct people all over the place to delicious coffee, regardless of where they roam.  Stefanie launched her stretch of the drive earlier this week in a fantastic post about Mudsmith on Greenville in Dallas. Believe me when I tell you that a Contessa will be mine by the end of May.  Oh yes, it will.

Denton, Texas, is a great place to love coffee.  It is home to two universities, so there are a lot of people in town in serious need of caffeination and a place to make it happen. There are at least three local coffee roasters (Bookish Coffee, Coffeewright Roasters, and Macaroni Island Coffee, coming soon to their very own post near you).  And there are quite a few coffee shops that offer their unique atmospheres and perspectives to the town.

Enter Zera Coffee Company.

This is a picture taken on my old phone of their small (yes, that’s the small) French press and the remnants of their Mexican hot chocolate. Their coffee is amazing.  I usually get the French Press or the Red Eye.  I also highly recommend their frozen and blended drinks.

One of the first times I walked into Zera, I ordered a caramel macchiato.  The man behind the counter looked pointedly at me and said, “So…do you want…” Then he paused, like he was trying to find a nice way to ask if I wanted an actual macchiato or that nonsense that is misnamed a macchiato at a popular coffee chain whose name may or may not rhyme with “car-trucks.”  I assured him that I wanted a real macchiato, and he gave me an approving nod.

I knew I had found a friend.

When you walk into Zera, it’s like you’re walking into someone’s living room.  The room is full of mismatched furniture.  You have your choice of couches, comfy chairs, and tables.  The music that you will hear will probably be worship music, as the shop itself is a Christian ministry.  In fact, it’s completely run by volunteer labor so that as much of the proceeds as possible can go to support Denton Freedom House, a church with a prison outreach as well as a men’s home and job training that helps people reintegrate into society.

I like Zera best in the afternoon.  If I need a change of scenery when I’m writing, I choose Zera.  I can stay there for hours, and it’s usually mellow enough that the environment isn’t distracting.

If worship music or financially supporting a Christian ministry are something to which you are opposed, you probably won’t be able to get past that in order to enjoy the coffee (nor would I expect you to).  But the coffee is delicious.  I have never had anything there that I didn’t like.

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(Coffee art from Art Six)

Can we all just take off work for a month or two and travel cross country trying these delicious coffee shops?? PLEASE?! Life made.”

“YES.”

I’m not even joking. New photo series/blog idea!”

 Indeed. I would have to save up to travel to all these places. But I could do a blog series on coffee shops. You could do a blog series on coffee shops. We could guest post on each other’s blogs…I could host people telling about their favorite coffee shops where they live. I’m very excited about this!!!  Do you want to guest post?”

And that’s how it started.

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(Ethiopian coffee from Queen of Sheba in Addison)

This idea probably should have occurred to me before now, but it took the post from Stefanie (who has an entire blog on the subject and thus is automatically my favorite blog to follow) on my Facebook wall to inspire it.  So Stefanie – I’m going to add to our list.

Best.  Road Trip(s).  Ever.

On Friday, April 25, I am going to start a series of guest posts about coffee shops across the country (or world…because I will fly for coffee).

And I’m inviting you to be a part of it.

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(Nichole Latte from Bochy’s)

Here are the guidelines for guest posts:

  1. Write a post about your favorite local (i.e., where you live) coffee shop.  It can be multiple shops, because as a lover and frequenter of multiple shops myself, I would never ask you to choose.  It can also be about tea shops, because while I am snobby about coffee, I also love tea (and I am going to write a love letter to Denton’s Amitea and include it). It can also be about a restaurant that makes an amazing coffee (observe the Nichole Latte from Bochy’s Bistro, pictured above), because sadly, road trippers cannot live by coffee alone.
  2. I prefer that you don’t send me posts about chains (although I offer some leeway for local-ish chains, like Cafe Brazil in the DFW area).  We all know that we can walk into any Starbucks worldwide and get the same mediocre experience/drink.  We don’t need to read about it.
  3. A special place in my heart and tear ducts is reserved for shops that sell coffee that is fairly traded, locally roasted, and/or organic. But if your favorite shop doesn’t (or doesn’t advertise it), I’m not going to hold that against it.
  4. Feel free to include a picture of your coffee, or of you enjoying your coffee, or of friends enjoying their coffee (basically any picture that goes with the words you are writing).  Pictures are not required, but I like them.  If you want the picture to appear at a certain point in the post, be sure to clarify where you want it.  Otherwise, I’m gonna do what I want.
  5. I am not super picky about word count, but if you need a guideline, shoot for somewhere between 300-1500 words.  I know that’s a huge range, but I also know that some people might be more picture-intensive, while others are text-intensive, and both styles are valued here.
  6. As far as content goes, I’m going to be pretty clear that these are not my words, so feel free to write however you write on your own blog. Having said that, I have never hosted a series before, so I’m not sure what I will receive from The Interwebs, and I have some minor anxiety about it. Therefore, I will issue a blanket statement that I reserve the right not to post everything that I’m sent and leave it at that.
  7. You don’t have to maintain your own blog in order to participate.  All I need is for you to email the following things to coffeesnob@gmail.com.
  • Your post (.doc or .rtf or .txt files only, please)
  • A short (100-ish words) bio, which can include a link to your blog if you do have one
  • A picture of you to go with your bio (optional)

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(probably a pour-over – my drink of choice at Seven Mile Coffee)

To start with, this series will run every Friday until forever (or until I stop having things to post). If posts start to pile up – i.e., if I end up with so many posts that it would take four months to post them weekly and WOULDN’T THAT BE WONDERFUL? – I will also offer them on Mondays, which is when I need coffee the most.

*As I hope for this to be an eternal, ongoing series, there is no actual deadline.  But if you need one, let’s just say May 31, because I can talk about coffee in Denton and the DFW area for a while, but even I will run out of things to say eventually.

*UPDATE:  The original deadline of May 31 is fast approaching, but I’m having so much fun, and I have a lot more places to go see.  So I’m extending the call for guest posts as well.  To heck with the deadline – tell me about your coffee shop!

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