Gene Coffeebar
Sunday, September 12th
11:03am
Converse sneakers tucked beneath thick-rimmed glasses. Plaid shirts. Art mags.
Free range organic eggs breakfast wrap, $5.50.
A pie-sliced building with minimalist décor and detached coolness. A designer barista stands at the counter tending to a steady stream of customers. On occasion she abandons her post to collect dishes.
Concrete floors intersect with white walls. A small refrigerator is stocked with glass bottles of water. Condensation forming along the windows that provide a panoramic view of Mount Pleasant’s three corners – Community centre meets coffee bar meets porn theatre.
A disaffected crowd with the occasional out-of-place patron. Students. Young couples. Beards. Long wooden tables where strangers sit elbow-to-elbow on white stools and bench seats. Accompanied by designer lattes, customers are fixated on their Macbooks, their textbooks, their novels. A man with a camera draped around his neck browses through Google Images. Password protected, free wireless.
Wet cars idle at red lights. Clinking-cups-on-saucers. Classical music whispers in the background. A shrill operatic voice interrupted by a loud sneeze. A man reading “What the Bleep do We Know” looks up for a moment, a heightened sense of awareness fuelled by organic, fair trade coffee.
A pair of children sit across from each other. The young boy adjusts his messenger bag. The girl flips through the pages of “The Usborne Little Book of Chocolate.” They share a cookie and sip on San Pellegrino. Dad steals a photo with his iPhone and Mom brings them a plate with two croissants. She promises the other patrons, “Don’t worry, they’re well trained.”
One reply on “Password protected, free wireless”
The image in the last paragraph is perfect. Great job!