French Press

I haven’t decided yet if this is a vice or just a ritual that gives me a sense of home and place, but one of my favorite comforts is sitting in a coffee shop and drinking a good cup of coffee. I know I can make myself a pretty darn delicious cup of joe with my beautiful French press, and I do. But there’s something about sitting down with a cup of steamed milk and espresso in that homey, artsy coffeeshop atmosphere and watching the people.

Yesterday I had time to go to Starbucks before work, because I didn’t have to be at the News-Press until 9a.m. Today, the second day of my internship at the News-Press, I started at 8a.m., and I didn’t have my own coffee finished before I reached Starbucks. 🙂 But I was done right at five and had an hour to wander until my bus left for my Hidden Valley rented room.

So I walked up State Street, downtown’s main street, poking through Sur La Table, an adorable clothing store called Dear Diary, and (to my utter delight) Anthropologie. That store elicits a gasp of pure delight from me every time I see one in person. I’m sure you can tell already, since I actually blogged about it. Twice?

But vying for best discovery with Anthropologie today was a coffee and tea shop called the French Press. Walking through the open door, I stood at a coffee counter like any little coffee shop. Warmly painted walls, hung with artsy photos. But when I took my smooth and foamy cappuccino and looked for a place to sit down, I noticed that the little shop opens right up onto an outdoor patio that feels more like an outdoor room than a piece of sidewalk. I sat there and indulged in my comfort ritual. I’m almost relieved that I’m currently too poor to buy French Press coffee every day, because otherwise I’d spend all my money there.

So I will settle for home-brewed coffee from my own French press, as well as carefully rationed pumpkin spice lattes from Starbucks (a birthday present from my parents!). But I love to have a favorite coffee shop, a favorite store, and a favorite street to wander after work– a ritual that makes me at home wherever I am.

Please excuse all the embedded links… but since I couldn’t get my photo of my French Press cappuccino to load, I thought I’d give you photos interactively.

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About Michal Conger

I’m a reporter and digital editor, a cooking and whole foods fanatic, a runner, a music lover, an Anthropologie devotee. I'm an avid reader of G.K. Chesterton, C.S. Lewis, J.R.R. Tolkien and anti-modernist novels. Lately you’ll find me freelancing about education policy and local economic issues to support my horseback riding habit. I am married to my best friend. And above all, I am committed to bearing the testimony of the Lord Jesus, giving an answer for the hope that is in me.
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2 Responses to French Press

  1. Love hearing how delightful that sounds!!! Anthropologie is one of my favorite stores too. There is a big one in Chicago I am planning on visiting soon!

  2. Kristina says:

    delicious and delightful blog sweetie 🙂 Some day soon we’ll visit all your favorite places together! 😀

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