Wednesday, September 9, 2009
The Coffee Shop Right Around the Corner.
It was a cool day in Rochester. Cloudy with huge gusts of winds. I looked above at the sky, smelt like rain. My friend Taylor screeched,"I'm freezing, lets go to Caribou!" As my soccer team skipped down the streets of down town Rochester in search of a Caribou, we finally found one. The people looked so grown up. Doctors, nurses, and lawyers filled up the seats. The smell of coffee lingered through the air put a smile on my face. The room was warm and homey. We all got warm drinks to fight off the coolness. As the coffee penetrated right through me I slowly got warmer. The coffee tasted like dirt. I couldn't believed I paid $3.95 for something that tasted so bad. It wasn't just my drink that tasted horrible, it was every one's. A teammate of mine got what tasted only like water. We complained and the workers gave us new drinks. They just didn't taste right. We left, only later to face our mothers who said we wasted our money on a pointless drink. Even though the coffee was terrible the environment was so calm, I could have stayed there all day.
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At least they gave you new coffees, that was nice! And maybe it was a waste of money but... oh well at least it warmed you up!
ReplyDeleteI love the smell of coffee!! You did such a nice job describing it you made me want to go get some...until the end.
ReplyDeleteI loved the way that you described everything in your article! I'm sorry that you didn't enjoy the coffee very much, but it sounded like you still had a good time.
ReplyDeleteI like how you kind of illustrated how people go to coffee shops to feel mature and important. In theory, if you make coffee at home it's cheaper, just as good, and will probably take less time considering the huge lines in those places.
ReplyDeleteGrade: 10/10
ReplyDeleteIn the future, you may want to divide up your blogs into shorter paragraphs rather than write one long one.