I spent the next day happily wiling away the hours wandering around the city and camped out at The Sparrows while I awaited the end of her work day so we could drive to our sister's play together. We were slow getting out the door, but decided we still had enough time to grab coffee, which would be necessary to make it to the end of the play awake. I suggested we stop at Rowster, a nearby coffee house for two cups of deep coffee magic.
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4:24 pm: "I forgot that real coffee takes time."
4:25 pm: "Almost ready."
4:29 pm: "At what point does this become ridiculous?"
4:30 pm: I'm being one of those cranky people who doesn't want to wait anymore!
At this point 4 lattes had been made and served, and still there I sat. I could SEE our coffees sitting on the counter, V60 coffee dripper planted firmly in place, mocking me. I considered lunging the counter to grab the coffee and run. But finally the fellow who had taken my order realized he had entirely forgotten I existed. He apologized profusely and hurried to deliver the two floral Himalayan hostages. Thank goodness! I thought, until he decided he felt so bad that he needed to give me a gift card to make up for it! Apparently they don't do that often, as he spent what seemed another eternity fumbling to get that for me as well. At last, coffee and gift card in hand, I thanked him, and assured him I will return for more magic coffee, despite his forgetfulness inducing unnecessary delay. Thankfully the coffee is divine and well worth the wait, if you're not worried about catching the opening act of a play! In the ensuing car ride my sister and I both frequently interrupted ourselves to sigh and say, "This is divine!"
We arrived for the play (15 minutes early!) and settled in with the rest of our family to enjoy the adorable production. Two songs into the opening act, I leaned over and whispered to my sister, "Are you eyeballs tired?" "Yes," she said, " But I could run laps around this building I'm so caffeinated!"
(My whole weekend could have been a Michigan.org commercial. The city of Grand Rapids is legitimately fantastic and if you haven't been, GO! Rowster, commonly mispronounced "Rowsters" - more education from the floral notes guy - and the Electric Cheeta win my vote for mind blowing delicious food/drink options in the city, but they only begin to scratch the surface.)