After much searching in my town, I have come up with my favorite place to sit and spend entire mornings writing. It is a place called La Dolce Vita, translation “the sweet life.” It is a wonderful coffee shop/café (they also serve excellent gelato) and the perfect place to go whenever I am tired of staying at home to write or when the long Colorado winters start to get to me.
I have never had a coffee shop where I was a “regular” customer. Years ago I would watch the television show, Cheers, and wonder what it must be like to go somewhere where “everybody knows your name.” Of course I don’t know everybody’s name, nor do they know mine, but the baristas certainly know my preferred drink and they start making it as soon as they see me come through the door.
For anyone who is interested, I’m a tea drinker and my current favorite is organic Assam. It is brewed in a small pot with a lovely cup and saucer on the side. Sometimes the simplest things in life are the sweetest. It is a great cup of tea.
It also impresses me how nice the management and staff are and how they often ask me how my writing is going before I sit at one of my favorite tables along the wall and work for hours on a current manuscript. La Dolce Vita, in its own way, is a community that I cherish. It is a wonderful compliment to the luxury of having, at least right now, the time to write. For anyone who has struggled to find the time and space for creative endeavors, it is indeed, “the sweet life.”
Cheers!
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This piece brought tears to my eyes. It sent me on a journey to all those wonderful, cozy places you used to find for us to share lunch and conversation in in Asheville and of course our special tea room in Black Mountain. It is a shame we do not always really realize just how truly precious certain moments are until they are no more. I wish I could spend a few hours of your birthday with you tomorrow at La Dolce Vita. That would be for me revisiting “the sweet life.” Hope you will go there and have a cup of tea on your special day and perhaps my spirit at least will visit you. Happy Birthday!
Your response brought tears to my eyes, too, Jo. I miss you, dear friend!