Saturday, August 1, 2009

Speaking of, Dreaming of, Hoping for...

There has been talk amongst the group of desires...

There has been talk amongst the group of a cafe...

Brainstorming places, possible styles, and even themes.  There was a house in uptown Whittier that was for sale until recently.  It would have been ideal.  I don't have pictures, but let me describe it to you.

Perfect.  There is no driveway, because the front of the house rests right on the edge of the main strip of downtown.  Cars passing by slowly and feet step down the sidewalk.  The brickwork stairs lead up to the door that is around 7 feet high and over half glass.  To the left of the landing where the door rests is an enclosed patio you can only step foot on by way of the inside of the house.

The door opens up to a massive main room with a kitchen counter, where the espresso bar would obviously be set up, and 4 rooms that branch off of it.  The walls beg to be painted with deep, dark earthy tones and the ceilings yearn to have dimly lit, artsy chandeliers hung from them.  In the back corner of the main room is a door that leads onto one more enclosed patio that could fit at least two tables on it.

It wouldn't take much more than the paint and the cafe machinery to get this place running and waiting for college students to study in rooms with coffee tables, sofa chairs and bookshelves filled with theology, philosophy and all kinds of fiction.

Buildings like these beckon to young-minded, innovative entrepreneurs to grab hold, only to morph them into the kind of coffeehouse that So. California has been waiting for years to show up on the scene.

Tour Life,
Hebrew Hammer Out.