Coffee Coffee Everywhere and Not a Drop to Drink

A couple weeks ago, I noticed a very disturbing sign in the window of the local coffee house I love. It was a for sale sign. I had never been a regular. I'm a college student and couldn't affort that kind of a habit before the recession. I was, however, in there enough that she knew my name. That place has been a cornerstone for me and my friends. Whenever there's nothing else to do we go to the Old Grind, now there's probably not going to be an Old Grind. I'm going to go in today and say goodbye to the first place that I ever tried real espresso in. I've tried pretty much everything on their menu except the lingonberry smoothie. To be honest, I'm still not quite sure what lingonberries are. Now if you will all raise your coffee cups with me to salute your locally owned coffee bars, cheers!