tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8313642679904009040.post1934038055181252138..comments2023-09-04T04:42:49.380-05:00Comments on The Chicago Chronicles: The Art In the GlassJChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02031088973944663332noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8313642679904009040.post-77473052516639424392008-01-06T22:41:00.000-06:002008-01-06T22:41:00.000-06:00Oh, and they have the most excellent coffee in the...Oh, and they have the most excellent coffee in the entire world. It's HEAVENLY. They're Arab, and it's funny when one of the guys, who's married with a son, mans the register when I come in. His wife, in her head covering and robes, peeks from the back to make sure I'm not up to funny business. Considering that I usually wear baggy trousers and a knit cap (think 14-year-old skate kid) all day on Saturdays because I don't shower in the morning, the idea of me as a threat is highly amusing.<BR/><BR/>Tragically, they don't have decaf, and I gave up caffeine several weeks ago. Of course, that didn't stop the surly women at Latino Dunkin' Donuts from screwing up my order (remember this is the place that put strawberry cream cheese on a bagel when I requested veggie, and where they resent my speaking English to them only slightly less than my speaking Spanish to them.)<BR/><BR/>So when I started shaking after a half hour I realized they'd given me regular coffee. Might explain the bloodbath that was my fingers.JChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02031088973944663332noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8313642679904009040.post-27798610365633326702008-01-06T14:32:00.000-06:002008-01-06T14:32:00.000-06:00Well, they COULD give you two for a dollar.Well, they COULD give you two for a dollar.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com