Another jam-packed day of chill. Slept in late, followed immediately by my usual cereal and banana breakfast, then a trip to the grocery store for sandwich fixings for Sally and I for the week, then a stop at a coffee shop (more on this below) on the way home for me. We were going to go to Subway to to buy a couple three footlongs to feed son Stuart and family when they arrived, but we just didn’t feel like going out again, so they got a meal of most of our sandwich fixings. Now Sally and I will have to go back to the store for ourselves later…
After lunch with us the 6 of us piled in two different cars to drive the couple miles to GG’s house. I’m not sure of the spelling of GG, it might have two i’s in it and quite possibly no one else does either. There, the adults told tall tales of days gone by and the kids played with some toys and the cat for the afternoon.
There is a NOLA local coffee chain called PJ’s and there are two in Hammond. Back in January I could walk to the one in downtown from the Airbnb we stayed at then, and I did probably every day. Yesterday I drove to the other PJ’s that is closer to this Airbnb because 2 miles one way is a bit far for a morning walk. Today because of my loll in bed instead of popping up, the morning caramel latte had to wait.
Coming back from shopping I thought I’d try another downtown place that was on the way back to HQ. I Googled my way to a spot downtown called Luma Coffee which has a 4.8-star rating. I was directed to the place, but I stopped around the corner to walk over because of the one-way streets. Trouble is when I turned the corner and started looking for a coffee shop I didn’t see it. There a couple empty storefronts and a lot of professional building places. Perplexed, I headed back to the car to tell Sally I couldn’t find it. She pointed kitty cornered across the street and all I saw was a Rexall Drug Store.
It was a Rexall Drug Store in a previous life, but now it housed a coffee shop that had left the original signage up and just had the storefront glass etched with its name. A very hipster thing to do. And the hipster thing was exceedingly apt as inside it had that vibe in spades. I could have been back in Portland, Oregon except no one had a beanie on. And it was a very popular place on a Sunday mid-morning with only 2 people working. I probably could have walked the 4 blocks one way to PJ’s and back before I got my order there.
Also, the 8oz latte cost about as much as the 16oz one back at Stomping Grounds which tasted a lot better than what they were serving up here. If I lived in this town I would have a different go to for my fancy coffee drink.