Measuring My Life In Coffee Spoons

Measuring My Life In Coffee Spoons

Why do I think about and gravitate toward coffee shops so much? I write in them and about them constantly. I’m always on the lookout for additional favorites. What’s the magnetic draw? Does it touch a piece of heaven, or eternity, that just draws me in? Maybe it’s the coffee. It’s a bunch of people who hang out there because the coffee is there. They want to drink some and then, when their drink is done but they don’t want to go yet, they stay so they can at least smell it still. There’s a humming. A gathering (peaceful) around a well-loved centerpiece. Continue reading

Coffee Shop Tourist: Sheffield

Coffee Shop Tourist: Sheffield

During the time I spent in Sheffield a week or so ago, I got to visit three different coffee shops. For those of you who have been reading along for a while now, you know that I am absolutely enamored by cozy and cute coffee shops, and I am always up for discovering new ones to add to my coffee shop tourist collection. Continue reading