My favourite part of my daily routine is the walk from Central station to the office. Every day I see the same faces during my route. The blonde woman who’s always late, the Asian couple in constant relationship flux (they walk on opposite sides of the path if they’ve fought the night before and walk […]
My favourite part about being single is potential. I think this is one of the things single people enjoy most. You might meet someone at a grocery store, a library, a small house party, a taco stand, a Star Wars convention and start talking to them on a regular basis. Feelings might start developing, caterpillars […]
Coffee Tea and Me is a tiny cafe that you can completely miss even if you know exactly where it is. It just blends into its surroundings so well. It’s like trying to spot me in an engineering lecture hall when you only have a vague idea as to what I actually look like.
My co-workers visited Three Williams in the morning and told me that the coffee was pretty amazing. Due to the fact that I have trust issues built up over years of lies from my parents (I’m still recovering from Santa being just some dude with a fake beard), I had to see for myself it the coffee lived up to the hype.
There is nothing wrong with having high expectations, that just means you have high standards and that you’re not willing to settle for anything less than a superb crab po boy.
By the way, doesn’t Excelsior Jones sound like a spell out of the Harry Potter universe? Just me? Ok then.
It tasted very authentic, the balance between fruit/flavour and ice was good so it didn’t taste like an overpriced slurpee from 7/11. There were some random bits in my glass that either originated from the skin of a mango or Elmo. I really hope it was mango.
