Honoring February 4

Sometimes the hardest part isn't letting, but rather learning to start over.

Roses from QFC and other greenery from my imagination.

Steam Punk Starbucks

I'm spending a few hours on. Thursday afternoon re-exploring Capitol Hill. My first time this upscale riff on Starbucks. I sit on the Danish 60s chairs and inhale the aroma of freshly roasting coffee from a hammered copper roaster the size of a water tower. I think it feeds coffee to this service point via the ceiling mounted plumbing.
I don't even need to buy a coffee to get a buzz in here.