Started the car. Eyes almost open so ok to go. Phone plugged in so Maps can guide me. Follow the route. Voice tells me go left, then go right. Get there. Park. A small house holds my objective. In I go. Funky. Love it. Order. Pay. He makes it, looking carefully as the twin brown streams falling into the cup. Hands the cup to me. I pause, smell, and finally taste. It’s marvelous, rich, almost thick, espresso.