I stopped in at Priscilla’s Coffee for a double espresso this morning. I took the train in because we are having our taxes done down this way this afternoon. A treat was in order.
Kyle the-friendliest-barrista-in-L.A. asked if I wanted it in porcelain or paper. I said, “Paper. I’m taking it upstairs.”
“You can take it in the cup and bring it back.”
“There, that’s better, right?”
So very right.