What to write…………………….
Dark amber-brown liquid pours into my glass cup. The white
frothy cream at the bottom of the glass begans to swirl and dance around ice cubes.
A earthy, robust sent meets my nose senses as I inhale deeply of the heavy
fragrance around me. The flavor is bold. Some call it bitter. I call it lovely.
Some prefer to drench the deep, expressive flavor in sugar. I prefer to taste
the liquid with a lacing of rich, fresh cream. Coffee is a beverage I have fallen madly in
love with the past few months. Drinking to much leaves me feeling weak and dehydrated.
But the aroma my two cups of freshly brewed coffee provides me every morning
makes the early wake up time a little more pleasurable.
Last spring semester, my older brother introduced me to a
coffee house called “The Hub.” It is located at Chestnut Expressway and
Boonville here in Springfield Missouri. From the first sip of delectable coffee
covered in a frothy cream design I knew I had found love. This place is special to me not only for the
beverages, but also for the special conversations I have had there in the rustic,
bike shop interior of the coffee shop. I
have had many a good cup of coffee from other shops. But I have yet to find a
barista that can rival the beverages the baristas at the Hub Coffee shop set
over the counter to the lucky taste- buds of this coffee shop’s guests. Thank you,
my big brother for taking me to this place of rereate and refreshment. Somehow
this place helps me be not so homesick for my home in the country. I am slowly
finding things in the city that are enjoyable. Things that refresh me and
energize me for the mentally draining world of city life.
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