Good looking East Village city bike, no? Discovered some killer coffee down the street at the Roasting Plant. To stand out in the crowd they've developed an automated, theme-park ride system for making the joe. You order up, worker pushes a button, and freshly roasted beans are sucked up through tubes over your head and into machines that grind and brew. It's all very clinical and not at all warm and baristamente, but it's a memorable cup of joe.
Stopped by Oren's to get some of their fresh beans, but they closed up shop early for inventory. Damn. So ordered online and am pacing the house waiting for the delivery.
It's important shit like this keeps me busy while waiting to go back to work. Put in 90 minutes on the mountain bike yesterday and just finished 60 minutes of brisk hiking through the sand at the shoreline with the dog. So far, a stellar beginning to 09.
Now, gotta hammer out some script pages until the kids come home.