If anyone ever tells you that caffiene isn’t really a drug, send them to look at this ‘blog entry, because it’s 2:41 AM and I won’t sleep for another three hours.
I did something really stupid. I drank a latté right after dinner. Now I’m on full-verbal, writing a bunch of stuff. I might as well be sucking on a lollipop made of cocaine.
I got the latté at this new place down the road called Top Pot. They have a your-bookish-childhood-in-the-’50s theme. Of course, no one who grew up in the ’50s is stupid enough to fall for it, so it’s really a what-a-twenty-something-would-imagine-growing-up-in-the-’50s-as-a-bookish-young-person-might-have-been theme.
See, the walls are lined with bookshelves, and on those bookshelves are set upon set of young adult novels and serials. Hardy Boys and Nancy Drew. Brittanica, Jr. and World Book. Tales of adventure for young readers. This aspect of the decor is really quite astonishing. The sheer amount of effort that went into collecting this set of books, just so they would be props in a meaningless, albeit nostalgic drama of consumerism is, itself a meaningless, albeit astonishing gesture.
And it’s not a coffeehouse, it’s a themed coffeehouse disguised as a donut shop. The donuts aren’t that great. It’s like going to the bother of visiting Disneyland because you heard there are great rides, and then, once you’ve ridden them, deciding that they aren’t really worth it. That’s the experience of visiting Top Pot, an experience I hope to have no occasion to repeat.
But here’s the real tragedy: Across the street there’s a really great bakery/coffeshop called Grateful Bread. It’s been there forever, serving pastries made with real butter and bagels the size of your head, acting as the local coffee hangout and Sunday morning meeting place for Wedgewood. But then about six months ago, a new Starbucks opened a couple blocks away. And now the Top Pot, with its why-aren’t-you-enjoying-yourself? ambiance. Will the Breadheads survive? Will they be trampled under the market forces of a global coffee empire? Will they be brought down by trite childhood nostalgia? Or will the market ecology find equilibrium and mutual success? Tune in next week to find out!