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On a recent trip back to my home-town-by-birth in California, I had the chance to spend three short days in my adopted home town of Seattle. I stayed with my friend The Barb who spoiled me by brewing me a fresh cup of coffee each morning in preparation for the jam-packed day ahead. As a result I had only one chance to have a coffee out in the Coffee Capital of America.
We were meeting fellow bizarreal artiologist Unkletom in Wallingford for a safari through the world famous bizarreal artiology emporium, of Archie McPhee. And what better place to meet than at a nearby coffeehouse? So we chose Caffe Appassionato, directly across the street and highly recommended by an Archie McPhee staff member.
When I lived in Seattle in the 1990s I often went to the original Caffe Appassionato on the top of Queen Anne Hill. Since then the Appassionato empire has expanded to 5 cafes in Seattle, one in Massachusetts, and cafes in Japan, Korea, Malaysia, and the Philippines. This particular Wallingford location used to be a Starbucks until it closed 2 years ago. What a welcome improvement.
We ordered drinks and a breakfast snack. Although it was quite pleasant inside on this quiet Friday morning we decided to sit outside on the front patio with a perfect view across Stone Way of the big LESS TALK, MORE MONKEY sign on the side of Archie McPhee, as well as the neighbouring Blue Star Cafe and Pub. Our breakfast omelette sandwiches consisted of English muffins toasted panini style, and mine was filled with scrambled egg, cheese, mushrooms, tomato, and spinach, while The Barb's had some ham as well. With the degradation of quality in modern life caused by the creeping commercial monopolisation of the globe, it's refreshing to find the Egg McMuffin idea has evolved in this direction.
My very smooth double macchiato was perfectly presented in a pleasantly egg-shaped white china macchiato cup. The Barb had an iced mocha that she thoroughly enjoyed, and Unkletom sipped a San Pellegrino Sparkling Orange. As my two loquacious companions chattered away, I sat and mused quietly on the quality of life, coffee, cities, Zen, motorcycle maintenance, and eggs. A tiny Chihuahua suddenly appeared out of nowhere and displayed a surprising interest in our drinks. Or was it our omelette sandwiches?
Speaking of eggs reminds me of an e-mail conversation earlier this year with my Bay Area friend about the 2010s:
...and on a related subject is this earlier short e-mail from the same friend: