After almost two years of complaining about the coffee here at Chiat, la and I took matters into our own hands this week. SO YUM!
It’s not that we’re coffee snobs, per se (though I did work as a barista at The Figaro, an organic parisian cafe in Los Feliz, for a few months where I learned a thing or two about fancy coffee). But everyone knows office coffee often tastes like water. A hardship we endure mostly because we spend over $4 on the smoothies that sustain us each morning and can’t justify another $4 for a latte.
I started watching Madmen this past weekend when I realized it had finally been added to Netflix instant. That’s right, I’ve been presumptuously referencing Madmen all these years without actually having seen it. Whoops. Anyway, those guys always seem to have a cocktail, cigarette, or oyster in hand while concepting so at the very least we should be drinking some halfway decent coffee.
Or sneaking sugar-free red bulls from VBE. Or eating pink candy from the gumball machine!
At any rate, all this lali energy has to come from somewhere!
xo and on my 4th cup of french press,