by Becky Nava
Love is perhaps the most universal emotion of our existence. Benjamin Kim appeals to that doting romantic in us all in his poem “Sonnet”. The speaker begins by highlighting the physical attributes that the object of his affection maintains, their “celestial beauty” and brown eyes. Then the poem goes on to praise their vivacious personality, “your laugh breathes life”, as if the giggles are capable of generating the conditions for our existence. Yet it is in these comparisons that the speaker’s notions of love transcend the bounds of corporeality and confines of time to depict a more timeless love between two souls. He connects our most "universal" emotion to metaphors of the universe itself. This is where the main source of beauty behind the poem lies for me, in his illustrious comparisons to the celestial and galactic.
Herein the speaker is self-aware, noting that other poet’s may focus their attention on the romantics of the moon and all of its illusiveness. Though to combat the cliche of this ideology, he cleverly states, "for the moon most certainly writes for you", as if to say that all other poets have missed out on the true beauty of the galaxy by writing about the moon!
The speaker’s use of color as a means of description supports the celestial background he works
to concoct. By referencing a wide array of colors throughout the poem, he mimics the ever
changing sea of colors found in the stars and planets. This impression is furthered in the lines,
The blue sky rushes to pink at high noon
For the sunset bleeds each day to please you
Kim plays with manmade concepts by showing the evolving colors as a means of highlighting how the time of day is connected to his inner world of emotions, ultimately portraying a soul with a universe of its own.
“Sonnet”’s romantic depiction of the galaxy is ultimately effective as a means to describe his
adoration as timeless. Furthermore, it illustrates the grander comment on a bond between on
souls overpowering notions of space and time.
Benjamin Kim's "Sonnet" appears in the Fall 2017 issue of Inscape magazine.
by Giselle De Silva
I couldn’t turn away when I heard my own thoughts being relayed by someone else. How can you when it sounds like someone has read your personal writing and shared it with the world without your consent...but in more moving words, and more eloquently? This is what I experienced when I read Consuelo Martinez’s "Advice I Would Give To The Girl I Was Before.
Martinez explores the painful bumps of youth in topics like childhood bullying, failed romances, body acceptance, and the pain behind saying goodbye amongst many key moments in her life. Her execution of this exploration is not self-indulgent, rather poignant, self-reflective, and personal without a doubt.
My favorite writers make me feel as if I’m not alone in my own personal battles. They validate my existence and struggles when I cannot do so for myself. This is largely the effect that attracted me to Consuelo and this piece. She writes:
"when the kids in school tease you for your name,
do not shorten it, do not assimilate to a culture
that took yours to begin with...”
My full name is Giselle Mariel Boongaling De Silva. Growing up, I was rather ashamed of its entirety because of its length (all 30 letters would hardly ever fit on the line where you write your name) and how “ethnic” it sounds when you say it out loud. I still hold similar reservations against my full name to this day, though time has conditioned me to forget this. In reading Consuelo’s advice on the matter, it reminded me that I shouldn’t be either ashamed nor afraid of my name. It is a piece of my identity and it denotes my history.
This poem, although written for herself, translates easily into courage for me. Admittedly, I am biased, because like Consuelo, I too am a woman of color with "bushy eyebrows" and "hopelessly in love with anybody I ever meet". However, there’s something ethereal, that still packs a punch, in the universal way she talks about getting back up and standing your ground in every moment of defeat.
Consuelo Martinez's "Advice To The Girl I Was Before" can be read in entirety in the Fall 2017 Issue of Inscape magazine.
by Becky Nava
A part of me is deeply saddened by the onslaught of individuals, namely women, coming forward with their shared experience of abuse and manipulation at the hands of men in power. Yet, another revolutionary part of me wants to dance upon the graves of these men’s careers with fierce vitriol and reckless abandon, a demolisher of patriarchal values. Why is this?
Amidst these moments of female empowerment and unification lies an angry cynic that cannot resolve why it has taken so long for women to be heard. I wrestle with whether or not the recent triumphs against oppression can ignite real systemic change, as we look at more than just toppling figureheads, but continuing to work together to combat the really deep-rooted misogyny that plagues our daily lives.
Many seem unnerved by the slew of allegations, though if we’re to take literature as a mirror of reality, a reflection of the social norms and mentality within its times, the institutional link between men in power and exploitative sexual violence against women has been well-documented. Voices in literature, portrayed in the characters of men and women alike, have given historical context to this malignant relationship among the sexes and societal gender roles. Yet, the imbalance of power and privilege often endowed to men, uplifted by some and condemned by others, is a constant throughout many of the classics, and this extension into our lives should come as no surprise, but should enlighten us and reinforce our beliefs in the importance of change.
Sylvia Plath’s The Bell Jar highlights the unrealistic and exceedingly damaging effects of gender roles on the female psyche. In particular, the novel reflects on the performative facets of life as a woman. The constant need to appease others while presenting an aura of likeability and poise. Women are not allowed to be nuanced, but instead must conform to cookie cutter roles passed down from increasingly antiquated beliefs. Among them, the roles of doting wife, caring mother, and benevolent daughter - all defined by (and catering to) male convenience. To deviate from pre-established roles by ‘daring’ to focus on career or one’s self, results in immediate dismissal as cold and unfulfilled, a life of multiplicity for a woman remiss of social acceptability.
And, if individual care is skewed as negative, female sexuality is punishable. This can be evidenced in Offred, the protagonist in Margaret Atwood’s The Handmaid’s Tale, and Hester Prynne, the infamous adulteress in The Scarlet Letter. Both women must grapple with the omnipresent expectations that promote complacency within a society, and actively work to strip away any sense of personhood.
This socially ostracizing nature comes to a head in “No Name Woman”, a short story by Maxine Kingston, in which the speaker’s aunt has been written out of their family history for getting pregnant outside of wedlock. The woman is shunned by her family, her home ransacked and sacrificially ravaged by her fellow villagers. Seeing no future for her or her child, she plunges into a well, committing suicide. The man bears no responsibility in the eyes of society, he himself a victim of the woman’s sexual allure. This is a startling juxtaposition to the violence and hatred that the woman endures for the same act.
The need to shame women for their sexuality also influences female self-perception, as it internalizes misogynistic values, pressuring them into casting doubt on their own experiences and emotions. The oppressive constraints of their environment or Atwood’s fictional landscape doesn’t seem quite so fictional with the ‘pussy grabbing’ gentleman occupying the White House. Or, with the existence of Roy Moore’s campaign, a Republican Senate candidate by day, and a nightmare to the countless women he has preyed upon and assaulted, not to mention the numerous legislative attacks on women’s legal, workplace, and female reproductive rights he has championed as a Justice of The Supreme Court of Alabama.
In more contemporary works, Game of Thrones author George R. R. Martin has been criticized for his consistent and cruel portrayal of violence against women. It’s disheartening that we are more concerned with the symbolic portrayal of fictional women than the voices of real women. Like Dylan Farrow, Woody Allen’s adopted daughter, who in an open letter describes the abuse she endured at the hands of Allen. Yet, his films continue to be produced, his work acclaimed and awarded, as her voice withers. This begs the question, what chance do those without the luxury of her platform have of being heard? Martin’s “needless violence” comments on the means by which men have oppressed and exploited women as an excision of dominance that has been unpunished throughout history. And quite frankly, the frequency with which it appears in his work, authentically captures the experience of living as a woman in society. To exclude sexual assault from the narrative is an act of erasure, as it invalidates generations of shared trauma and oppression.
Grace, by PCC’S writer in residence Natashia Deon, also maintains a heavy focus on the subjugation of women within America's post abolition Reconstruction Era, and gives voice to a grossly underrepresented and continuously exploited group - African-American women. A large facet of this struggle is related to notions of their sexuality, in which black women are stereotypically perceived to be extremely promiscuous, and as such constantly fetishized, their race reduced to a means by which to fulfill male eroticism, white males in particular. However, as women, they are also expected to comply with notions of sexual purity. These conflicting roles shape the experience of black women within the patriarchy, and shed light on the variance among women as it pertains to race. While the story may seem dated, the same antiquated gender roles make it feel more relevant than ever, as the importance of recognizing and promoting intersectionality has never been so vital.
Sexual violence has never been limited to women, we must acknowledge men as victims as well. Perks of Being a Wallflower depicts the oft neglected side of sexual abuse, capturing the aftermath through the eyes of the victim, a teenage boy named Charlie. Throughout the novel, details of the abuse are murky, as Charlie’s coping mechanisms work to deny that the abuse took place. The abuser, his Aunt Helen, complicates the traumatic situation further, as familial tensions and guilt clash with gender roles that dictate the role of predator and victim.
In a world in which it takes 60 women to permeate Bill Cosby’s renown, the 60:1 ratio doesn’t necessarily add up to show the progress we have made, but it does inherently reveal the value we place on male reputation. Sexual assault is exceedingly pervasive within our everyday lives, and truthfully it often manifests among those closest to us.
The prevalence of rape culture, gendered stigma, and male privilege is clear. Pick up a book, flip through the channels, scroll your feed, and hints of the overarching patriarchal dictates will permeate. The medium is irrelevant if the voices cry the same fouls, but literature will not cease to echo these calls to action.
by Frank Turrisi
When the Fifth Annual Poetry Day special guest author Cynthia Guardado took to the podium of the Circadian Room, the stirring academic crowd drew still. Guardado then begins to introduce her work, but it is impossible for you to take in just her words, for there is an entire persona she brings that commands your attention much more than a standard preface. You struggle to listen as you’re digesting her amalgamation of severe styles. It’s rockabilly meets chola goth with a hint of tribal warrior. She sports heavy ear ornaments with various other chunky jewelry. Starting at her hands, on both arms, are an archipelago of tattoos that morph into more intense ink sleeves before disappearing under her all black attire. More artistic ink appears in large, script letters etched on the shaved sides of her scalp, wrapping around her entire head to advertise the name of her hometown - Inglewood. I’d venture a guess there’s nobody else on the English faculty at Cal State Fullerton, or perhaps even the entire Cal State system, that looks like Professor Guardado (yes, of Creative Writing)…not even in the music departments. Then, she begins to recite her poetry in a stylized cadence, somewhat like a slam poet, and her strong, indigenous Salvadorena features combine with her make-up art and emotions to present a face reminiscent of a mask from the theatre of pain.
The whole package Guardado presents works aesthetically and otherwise, but it wouldn’t if she were a poet of lesser words. Her image would only serve as a distraction, of which average words would fall short. Yet her vivid verse suits (if not transcends) her persona, punching and choking you with truth just before it caresses you into awareness. With brave clarity in her every word, Guardado relives the personal trauma she has survived and the social injustice she has witnessed in her ancestral country of El Salvador, all the while her theatrical facade hanging in the balance of shatter. She trembles as she recites, and her stylized delivery cracks as she does all she can not to let the emotions boiling underneath erupt and interrupt her intense flow. However, it is within these “cracks” that you find Cynthia Guardado’s deepest humanity, and can peer into the poet’s tormented soul.
This “cracking” surfaces in a wide range of gripping poems. In one poem, she gives a unique, contemporary take on domestic terrorism. In another, she recounts the murder of her cousin at the hands of an ex-lover. She moves on to another that depicts an all too common Salvadorean occurrence, a bus bombing at the hands of La Mara Salvatrucha, alive with sounds, smells and searing images of combusting victims smashing through windows before unable to escape their burning deaths. Yet another, draws clever and powerful metaphors of white supremacy, gentrification, longstanding generational disregard for the lower class and the environment too in her factual portrayal of the events leading up to the space shuttle and namesake of her first book, Endeavor(click), being hauled through her hometown before its nearby launching (without any shortage of drama or destruction). Her POV is fiercely feminist, and perhaps even more fiercely activist, but you don’t have to view yourself as either to embrace the humanity in her work. The text of Endeavor dances back and forth from predominantly English, quite seamlessly to Spanish when it conveys more power, but it is the empathy and strong emotional connection to her words in reading it aloud that creates a language of its own.
Though nobody I know could suffer the honest delivery of her words on subjects of such impact without the intrusion of tears (and Guardado is no exception), Guardado’s rockstar veneer only becomes more badass as it is pierced by what comes off as the uncontrollable revelation of her character’s duality - a vulnerable artist that stands strong in the eyes of the defeat of all of our better natures. This duality that I perceive is so much so, that during the following Q & A it also prompts a student to ask, “I noticed you read in two voices. How did you come up with that?”
Guardado responds, “I read my poetry aloud when I’m editing it. I have to say the words out loud to find the rhythm. I need to hear how it all sounds together…" she goes on to describe something different than what the student was picking up on.
The student seems somewhat dissatisfied with Guardado’s response. It’s because I don’t think she fully understood the question. He sits there digesting her different, still interesting, response while I imagine he's thinking, Perhaps I should’ve phrased the question differently? Am I too new to poetry to explain what I meant clearly?
Perhaps she didn’t know what he meant by his question? I did.
Guardado can’t possibly understand in entirety how she will exactly come off when reading to an audience. How could she? Why would she need to? This would probably make her that icky, self-conscious type - all style and no substance - and exactly what she has proven not to be, despite all of her flair. In my estimation, it wasn’t Guardado’s intention to deliver two voices, this was merely the result of her own emotional conflict bubbling under her delivery like lava. You can’t rehearse that, and no self-respecting artist would ever deny themselves the freedom of expressing that, or feeling that. So unaware of this was Guardado, she answered the young student’s question differently than it was intended.
So, I sit there pretending to be Cynthia, quietly imagining a response that the student would like to hear. A response that would also be truthful. In my own rendition of Guardado’s answer to the young poetry student, I imagine saying for her:
One of them is a voice that I affect as a poet and artist, to meter my verse, and to deliver the words in the way they are meant to sound. This voice makes sure the meaning of how I see the world is clear to the listener. The other voice is a deeper one that can't help but bleed through. It is the voice that has lived the words I speak, one that carries the pain of the truth, and the weight of the emotions from my experiences. I couldn’t affect this voice if I tried, and, in weaker times, I have tried to no avail. For this is the voice that must be heard. It is the voice with enough courage to keep me standing here facing my fears when I could just look the other way, pretend I am not bothered, or easily run or hide. This is the voice of the real me.
That is exactly what I saw in Cynthia Guardado’s work. That is how she made me feel.
We all applaud Guardado, the lone guest author invited to speak in this year’s Poetry Day format.
Now, it is on to the many students that raised their hands when asked if this was their first time attending any poetry event. It is their turn to gather their voices and take the words of their experience to the open mic.
PCC’s 5th Annual Poetry Day was organized by Professors Emily Fernandez and Ekaterini B. Kottaras of the English Department. It is an event held in celebration of Poetry Month (April). This year’s event was geared toward a multilingual theme. In addition to the usual poetry classes in attendance, language classes were also invited for the first time. All students in attendance were encouraged to present poetry in their language of choice (if not, native tongue). By inviting only the multilingual Guardado to read, as opposed to several authors in past formats, the 2018 Poetry Day was designed to allow more time for students to share the open mic.
by Frank Turrisi
(Cont'd from Part I)
So, you're back for the final four (not the Final Four) as this semester continues to deliver the promise of a little March madness (not March Madness) of its own. You won't even have to wait for April as this final four will exhaust the eight best options to get all of you creatives caffeinated in the greater PCC community. If you missed the first four of this exhaustive eight (not Elite Eight), click here.
5. The Coffee Gallery, 2025 Lake Ave, Altadena, CA 91001
If you don’t know how cool Altadena is, then all you need to do is stop by the Coffee Gallery. You will love its diversity of character and "characters" combined with the small town pace and feel. However, unlike most small towns, you won’t feel the sacrifice of leaving all that's good in the big city behind. This place has the feeling of an enormous downtown loft, fully equipped with soaring ceilings, smooth-finished concrete floors, and an eclectic furniture selection where farmhouse chic meets industrial. See what I mean? Altadena is cool! There is a small room with a community table and the dopest wallpaper (that I need) all the way to the back - so your group efforts are welcomed here. When you order the filthy dirty chai (organic chocolate, chai, espresso), the barista engages you with this sly wit that you wish you had, but need a helluva lot more time to work on. He is operating the coolest looking espresso machine on this list, a canary yellow La Marzucco with the personality of a vintage Ferrari. You have to have personality just to be worthy of the operation of that sexy machine! As you settle in, you notice this place attracts a crowd of all ages, but the elderly here seem to know all the words to contemporary songs, while the "youngins" sing along on classics that are seamlessly intertwined between Soul and Punk Rock, and work to keep you grooving while you're settling on your small bites. Along with the good musical taste of the operators, the fact that live music is featured here on certain nights probably keeps the tunes aficionados of the community coming back. This gallery's food menu also rivals Habitat, but is more inclined towards comfort, with a great selection of rotating soups, hash brown casserole, and mac & cheese. Belgian waffles, floats, milkshakes, and sundaes are made better with Fossilman’s Ice Cream, and if that’s not enough for a sugar boost, take a look at the selection of homemade pies and Duverger macarons. The tea steamers are a house specialty, but that can be argued with an array of offerings as tempting as the ones this menu presents. Also, there seems to be an element in this establishment that reflects a community keen on hanging onto the best parts of the past, while they lead their progressive lives. Sit down here all day and enjoy, this is the place to let your ideas come as they may….and they will wind up being your best ones! Oh, and make sure to peruse the art on consignment, it’s as cool, well curated, and reasonably priced as everything else is in this place.
6. Kaldi Coffee and Tea (no website), 1019 El Centro, South Pasadena, CA 91030
This warm, historic, former bank space captures all the charm of South Pasadena within its intimate brick walls. Sit inside at the well-worn hardwood tables and peer through oversized, Roman-style arched windows onto some of the most quaint, picturesque streets in L.A. County. Sip a Sparkling Americano made with Frontier Coffee, and choose from a menu of solid (not standout) sandwiches (also pressed panini style), pastries, or salads. Enjoy the free-flowing, intelligent conversations between seniors, pig-tailed teens, and any kind of eclectic, brainy type that you can think of before you pleasantly notice that these are the very people changing our world for the better. Or perhaps, admire the wall decor for sale - a collection of super cool, reasonably priced, hand-carved wood printing blocks with a variety of silhouette patterns bound to appeal to your artistic sensibilities. You can also do what I do….take your beverage right across the street, sit down on the benches of the Oxley Library grounds, and enjoy streets so well shaded by rows of noble Oaktrees that you could easily mistake the rare, lush green public plot for some other charming locale, in say....New England. That is, until you soak up more of the scenery and begin to admire the collection of Craftsman bungalows along the surrounding block, so storybook precious that the self-satisfied ghost of Gustav Stickley himself may haunt the grounds to marvel in the tastefully manicured maintenance of this architectural style that no place pimps better than South Pasadena. You really could find the deepest meaning of existence by sitting in this place and digesting a slice of life that seems simpler and so removed from the rest of Los Angeles (but not). You might even daydream of moving here for the rest of your days. Then, you get really carried away and look at comps on Zillow.com, only to find out that cute little house across the street is worth $1.5 million, and you're not cracking this 'hood for less than that! You might, more easily, instead wish to saunter into the South Pasadena Public Library, check out an inspiring book for free, and then get back to work. Yeah, you’d better do that. It’ll take more than one best-selling novel to make this dreamy world your own realty reality. But hey, if you can’t dream, you definitely can’t be creative…and if you can’t conjure a caffeinated dream within the proximity of Kaldi and the nearby community, then....check your pulse!
7. Kindness & Mischief Coffee, 5537 N. Figueroa St., Los Angeles, CA 90042
Highland Park dominates this list with yet another location, and from the moment you step up to the counter and the energetic Mo calls you (a stranger) “friend”, you will be served up some hospitality strapped with progressiveness and an array of craft coffee that would make any hipster proud. With beans from Brandywine, Take Flight, and Rose Park, and teas from L.A. local Art of Tea on tap, it seems like there are architectural plans behind the enjoyment of your beverage. Namesake beverages like “The Kindness” (sweetened coconut condensed milk, cinnamon, espresso, steamed milk) and “The Mischief” (house-made chocolate ganache, cayenne, espresso, steamed milk) have enough creativity behind them to get your ingenious juices flowing too. The menu is pastry heavy (by Creme Caramel L.A.), but with choices like a Calamansi Mascarpone Hand Pie, an Ube Coconut Biscuit, and a Salted Caramel Polenta Coffee Cake, you will be able to indulge in delicacies so unique they may be destined to inspire your own best ideas. There are several vegan options to boot. And speaking of inclusion, ownership makes a point to label the sole restroom "non-gender", to extend that extra wink to the LGBTQ set, and though certainly no place on this list would discriminate based on gender or sexuality, it's nice to have that extra touch of warmth to make these “friends” feel more at home here. Come early, as there is easily room to fit more tables in the space, but since their “kindness” also comes in the form of oversized tabletops designed for your comfort (and mischief), the workspace dries up quick. The shop also closes up at 5p.m., so you’ll want to maximize your daytime here. Get down to business in the industrial fun interior, with huge support girders painted in a shade of mod-blue, and exposed brick walls that add a splash of warmth to a space already flush with Figueroa St. sunlight. Absorb the sound waves of mellow (but hip) tunes wired down from the lofted ceilings. Or, take a book or leave one in their community bookshare, browse Joy Lim’s pointillist stroked paintings reminiscent of Van Gogh (the current affordable art collection on display with 50% of proceeds going toward suicide prevention). Also, their chic, branded espresso sets are my favorite drinking apparatus on this list, but the longer I sit in this place, I notice many more details which bespeak a certain personal touch. This is the touch of an ownership bent on embracing the community with such positivity, you can actually feel a desire to spread it far beyond just the reaches of a Highland Park coffee shop. Regardless of the current state of the planet, you'll leave this cafe with a deeper impression of hope for what the world at large could become, and ownership seems to have done their part by creating their "own world" of positive movement from within these walls!
8. Jameson Brown Coffee Roasters, 260 Allen Ave, Pasadena, CA 91106
This couldn’t be a PCC blogpost without the inclusion of at least one establishment within walking distance to campus. I know everyone in this town drives, but you absolutely can and should allocate your break times more wisely to walk your butts over to this neighborhood (and PCC) staple…rather than subjecting yourselves to the below average joe (sorry hardworking PCC employees) and hordes of your maniacal peers on campus. Every place on this list has top notch coffee from craft roasters, sourced with palpable precision a la "The Princess and the Pea", and a passion for achieving imbibing perfection, BUT....Jameson Brown cuts out the middle man. That's right...they are selling you their freshly roasted beans, from within their very walls, on the spot! They’ve also been around longer than all of the shops on this list, and are downright pioneers in the craft roasting craze that has burgeoned since then. Established in 2006 the year of our Lord, they’ve been at this for 12 years already (truly the forefront of the smallroasters trend), and are ancient in this field compared to many other brands. That being said, I’m willing to forego my taste in furniture (really, plaid sofas?) in exchange for the industrial experience of sipping utter deliciousness from beans that were freshly roasted, ground, and brewed in the same room. In this room, where there are barrels and stacks of burlap bags of house-roasted beans abound that come in more varieties than practically all of the other shop options on this list combined, you can even grab a scooper and your own sac, weigh your favorite roast of the day (or ten), and take it home to grind yourself. Or, have the well-trained staff grind it for you in house, then navigate the raw, concrete floors, take a seat in front of the cozy, brick hearth, and listen to the rattling roaster chutes fire away like silos. This is the experience where warehouse/factory meets den/cafe. The Jameson & Brown clientele is by far the most academic crowd of all the locales on the list, and this spans a student demographic from teeny-bopping-wannabe-transfers to hobby-seeking-retirees still exploring their intellectual capacity, right on down to PCC faculty too...so you're sure to be comfortable amongst your peers here. And if you want to talk creativity, then talk to owners David and Ryan about how their passion for coffee brought this place to life. The Breve (a creamier latte) is the name of the game on this menu, and the lavender flavored variety started all the rage. Ask about the seasonal offerings, as this crew is always doing something different to suit the menu to the mood, but by no means do you even have to stick to the menu….as these baristas are ready to make almost anything your heart desires (with on-hand ingredients, of course). There’s not much in way of bites here, but there are pastry options to accompany your beverage of choice. All in all, just think of this coffee concept as the place where business and creativity meet (ehrrr-hem, entrepreneurial-minded students), and take the opportunity to let this location inspire you as you engineer your own future small business plans.
Geez! Now that we have exhausted the best cafe options to boost your creativity...I'm exhausted! I might have to navigate a caffeine excursion of my own right now, and with the workload of the semester bearing down now, you should get to exploring these locales too. Your creative inspiration awaits you! And there are certainly many more fine establishments across our quality and creativity consumed town, but I challenge you to find better ones for creatives within the greater PCC community. Let this be an exercise for you, educational trial and error if you will, but I hope this list becomes as useful to you as it is Bible to me.
Well, I have to draw boundaries and stop somewhere, and since I’m a 70’s baby and an old TV buff, I’ll say if “eight is enough to fill our lives with love,” it can definitely be enough to fill it with coffee and creativity too. If you don’t get the reference, and you probably didn’t (almost certainly didn’t unless you're old like me...who is Dick Van Patten anyway?), just hit up this group of eight cafes, if you're creative, these are the ones tailor made for you!
I'd love to hear your caffeine contributions and comments for this list below or for your other favorite cafes in a blog post of your own (Guest Bloggers are invited to submit blog posts of up to 1000 words to firstname.lastname@example.org). Since I'm always up for (from?) coffee, I will take the most persuasive recommendation and publish it on the blog as a follow up to this! Hope to hear from you soon!