More than just a cup of coffee.

This morning I made an early morning run to Starbucks. My husband nicely asked me to do the morning coffee run by adding you always run into someone you know and end up having conversation. With the recent wedding and new graduate in the house (with a job) there is a lot talk about. This morning I went to the Starbucks on the other side of town. I wanted a bagel (sorry Bucks your bagels are not the same as Goldsteins Bagels). I purchased a few bagels and walked across the parking lot to the Starbucks. A gentleman (of late boomer age) was behind me at the bagel store and than re-appeared behind me in line for coffee. The lady in front us was busy ordering 3 iced drinks, 2 hot drinks and an assortment of breakfast items, so we struck up a conversation. We both agreed that Sunday coffee buyers are more patient than the weekday crowd. We chuckled over the fact that we both purchased our bagels across the street and our coffee here. When our coffee came we picked them up and left the building wishing each other a pleasant Sunday. Two boomers out for morning coffee, no iPods stuck in our ears blocking conversation. When I returned home my husband thanked me for the coffee and asked if I ran into anyone on my coffee run. I smiled and said yes remembering the pleasant conversation. I heard a comment on the radio a few weeks ago about a world traveler who looks for the familiar Starbucks sign in every country just to feel at home. For some maybe Starbucks has become the place to converse and meet and just hang out reading the paper on a Sunday morning.