when i need to recharge.
i go to birmingham.
to a little cafe called commonwealth.
nestled at the end of a secluded alley street.
they serve me the best latte i've ever tasted.
sell me mast brother's chocolate bars.**
and exchange tales of brooklyn with me--
over the cash register.
as i walk through the town.
a man in a white suit croons sinatra outside a restaurant.
and smells from a dozen different bakeries drift through the air.
i look up at the sky.
through a haze of heat.
and am ever so thankful for refreshing.
** if you live in southern michigan. please. i urge you. find this cafe.
if only for the mast brother's chocolate. if you've never tasted a square. you're in for a real treat.**
your writing is so enriching to read. I'm still eating a chocolate beet muffin a day...only two left, and then I will need to get chocolate into my life in other ways. :)
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely post! The chocolate bar with serrano peppers has to be divine! Hope you've had an uplifting and wonderful weekend.
ReplyDeletei've never heard of this cafe (nor have i heard of that chocolate). will definitely have to check it out next time we're in bham!
ReplyDeletegahhh i had my first taste of mast bros in new york, and now i'm back in montana where there is no such thing as a happy little cafe that sells them :(
ReplyDeleteI'll have to try it out! thanks for the link.
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