Showing posts with label coffee shop. Show all posts
Showing posts with label coffee shop. Show all posts

July 10, 2012

Andersonville Guesthouse

Despite the other hundreds of people occupying rooms, hotels can be just like home if one is willing to use their imagination.  To avoid the drone of other people and their noises I recommend renting a house or an apartment when visiting somewhere for an extended time.  On a recent trip my parents, wife, children and I took to Chicago we rented an apartment at the Andersonville Guesthouse

Each apartment comes with an assigned garage bay and ours also had a ground floor patio.






















Our kitchen and dinning area were more than adequate.   























The two bedrooms and two baths were very nice as well.

























Location, location, location.   We were half a block from a bus stop, half a block from a lovely restaurant, and had very quite neighbors in a cemetery across the street.   Walking several blocks north gained us access to more restaurants, cool local shops, and a Starbucks.

Ann Sather's served an excellent breakfast and was very hospitable.  Their cinnamon rolls caused us to take an extra trip around the block though.  We enjoyed Homemade Pizza Co., a great take and bake place, too.  However, our favorite restaurant was Reza's for their family style dinner that satisfied everyone in our group.  























Amy and I explored several of the shops on North Clark Street one afternoon while everyone else napped.  Sifu was a design studio and yarn store where we snagged some cool yarn for our Aunt Zadie.  Continuing up the street we found two awesome, vintage yellow chairs at Urban Mischief.  We didn't purchase the chairs, but had a blast trying on all her fedora hats. 

We found our favorite shop of the afternoon, Four Sided, on the corner of North Clark and Carmen.  This frame shop and art boutique was full of typefaces in all shapes, colors, and sizes.  Old maps, letters, buttons, typewriter keys, letters, stickers, prints, and more letters.  This store was very aged and eclectic, yet very streamlined and modern at the same time.

The neighborhood Starbucks served us well on several occasions.  























Each evening while walking back to the apartment we stopped at a hip grocery store, Urban Orchard, for a couple items.  On these nightly excursions we would talk books, blogs, and travel with an employee, Jeremy Glickstein.  You can learn more about my new friend Jeremy and his other works at Total Man Design.

Wednesday evenings, during the summer, Andersonville host their farmers market on Berwyn Street.  We arrived as most vendors were packing up, but Amy was able to grab some Argentina style sweets called alfjores from Lucila Giagrande.  

These local pleasures would have been unknown to us had we stayed at the Ramada Lakeshore Chicago. 

Our overall experience of Andersonville Guesthouse and the surrounding neighborhood was excellent.

Five stars!



June 8, 2012

Coffee Shop: Part 5

Earlier I expressed our appreciation for the experience coffee shops provide. The eclectic warmth of the interior design that engulfs you upon arrival is nice, but the roasted aroma is my favorite.  One of our old stomping grounds, Beyond the Brim, put coffee beans in the bottom of their pen cup so when you signed your receipt it smelled like coffee. Awesome!  A furniture store I once visited had arrangements of clear vases filled with coffee beans dispersed around the store. An amazing shopping experience!

To replicate some of theses memories we have a centerpiece with coffee beans.





















As much as I long for a local coffee shop to call my own, I am very satisfied with the Treehouse Cafe (the nickname for my kitchen). We are Keurig fans. Especially now; they replaced our machine free of charge despite having a warranty expiring two months ago.






















Amy recently received the electric froth machine from Keurig as a birthday gift completing our at home coffee shop experience (thank you Aunt Zadie).





















Coffee + frothed steam milk = a great cup of joe




















Cheers!

January 13, 2012

Coffee Shop: Part 4

I like Starbucks.















Since their conception in 1971 Starbucks has changed the way society views, drinks, and enjoys coffee.  Their mission "to inspire and nurture the human spirit – one person, one cup, and one neighborhood at a time," has worked.

My spirit is influenced even though the closest street corner, shopping mall, or kiosk containing a Starbucks is 42 miles away.

Howard Schultz, chairman, president and chief executive officer, established  "a different kind of company. One that not only celebrates coffee, but also brings a feeling of connection."




Many view Starbucks as the anti-Christ of coffee shops. 

I like Starbucks.

I like their grande decaf mocha.

I like the community atmosphere.

I like their merchandise.

I like their stores' interior design.

I like their iPhone app and all the features. 

I like their philanthropy involvement.  

I like their fair trade practices.

I like their artist vibe.

I like their tall green tea latte.

I like Starbucks.

What is your take?

January 9, 2012

Coffee Shop: Part 3

I need to be honest - I drink decaf coffee.

Despite your opinion of my coffee choice please continue reading.

During my research of relationships between art and coffee shops I discovered some interesting information.

Take a look:

These guys take their coffee very serious.


This guy provides a ton of information.

January 6, 2012

Coffee Shop: Part 2

As mentioned previously Amy and I thoroughly enjoyed our experiences at Acoustic Coffee and Tea with Lionel and Anne.  However, we were secretly going to Starbucks as well.  I describe this as a secret because Lionel had a bumper sticker on his Jeep that read, "Friends don't let friends drink Starbucks."


He purchased this sticker at Penny Lane Coffeehouse in Evansville, IN.

Some people are very anti Starbucks while others cannot live without their mainstream coffee service.  We are indifferent; we enjoy both local flavors and the mainstream java.

I lost my Starbucks virginity in Lexington, KY where my cousin Patrick (who is a VIP member) drove, made the appropriate introductions, and paid for my first elaborate cup.  Before then my pallet had only experienced chai lattes and coffee with cream or whole milk.  That night I had a unforgettable mocha latte.  The chocolate notes jumped out of the cup while the rich body finished smooth with a sweet note.

Sounds like a wine tasting, but I have honestly heard people discuss cups of coffee in this fashion.

Over time Amy and I look forward to traveling because we like to choose our route based on Starbucks locations.  It is a win/win for the entire family.  Drinks for adults, drinks for kids, a drive through, a mobile app - what is not to like?


I have now visited many Starbucks and believe they are all efficient works of art.  The tiles on the floor, color on the walls, fabric on the chairs, arrangements on the shelves, and people behind the counter are all an eclectic mix of modern lines with old world charm.  Something I look for in my life.

I recently read an article that helped seal the deal - I am a Starbucks man. 
Click the Starbucks logo to read the article.

FYI: I own a Penny Lane bumper sticker.  Amy would not let me place it on any of our vehicles so it adorns my filing cabinet at work with my other stickers.

January 3, 2012

Coffee Shop: Part 1

Artist mingle in numerous establishments and drink many beverages, but coffee shops and cafes prove to be prevalent hot spots for creative thinkers. Bars also serve a purpose for many artists, however, those artists die young.



I did not partake in the coffee shop experience until college and it was at a great local place called Beyond the Brim.  They served a great sandwich called a Reagan, named after their daughter.  This reuben style sandwich contained turkey, Swiss cheese, sauerkraut, and thousand island dressing on marble rye.  For dessert they always sold me on their Chai Latte, which they dubbed pumpkin pie in a cup.

The next two years I found great pleasure in my weekly trips inside Beyond the Brim.  But all good things must come to an end, and they did when I moved back to my hometown.  To my delight a wonderful couple from Louisiana, Lionel and Anne, had opened a coffee shop on the corner of Arch and Kentucky while I had been away at college. 

My then girlfriend, Amy, said we should walk the couple blocks from my house to Acoustic Coffee and Tea one afternoon while she was in town visiting.  Lionel greeted us with a big, hearty welcome and quickly introduced Amy to Meg Ryan's favorite drink, a Carmel Mocchiato.  

Our trips to visit Lionel became a ritual anytime Amy was in town.  One evening my parents joined us for coffee and biscotti.  

Amy and my mom entered first, then my dad, with me bringing up the rear.  Anne was working behind the counter while Lionel was sitting on the couch reading.  I plopped down next to Lionel to read while the rest conversed and ordered. Lionel asked if those nice, kind folks were my in-laws.  I said, "No, my parents."  Lionel was shocked.  He figured they were Amy's parents for sure because they treated her like a princess.  (My parents no longer consider me their only child). 

Amy eventually graduated college, moved to town, was hired to teach middle school English, said yes to my proposal and "I do" on a hill at sunset.

Early on in our marriage we spent many afternoons and nights hanging out with Lionel and Anne.  When our first child, Matthew, was born we could not afford to go as often, but we were still apart of the regular crowd.  Matthew "cut many teeth" inside Acoustic Coffee and Tea. 

Sadly we moved out of the neighborhood and our trips to see our coffee loving friends diminished.  With the arrival of Emma, our second child, our weekly gourmet coffee fund had disappeared. 

The economy apparently caused a lot of gourmet coffee funds to dry up because Lionel and Anne closed Acoustic Coffee and Tea and moved back to Louisiana. 

I am sad because they are gone, I am sad because Emma did not get to drink their hot chocolate, and I am sad because that unique atmosphere in my community is gone.