Café Society

I pointed out fengi’s site to eyeteeth, who immediately found a wonderful quote I’d missed, that he pulled from Dawn Powell. It sums up why I hang around coffee houses, and why so many friends of mine do also.

There were people, and Dalzell was one of them, who were born café people, claustrophobes unable to endure a definite place or plan. The café was a sort of union station where they might loiter, missing trains and boats as they liked, postponing the final decision to go anyplace or do anything until there was no longer need for decision.
why we’re here

milk and cookies
eggs and bacon
bubble and squeak
half and half
gin and tonic
scotch and water
bartles and jaymes
derek and clive
martin and lewis
sonny and cher
captain and tennille
pick and roll
tar and feathers

lathe and plaster

search and seizure

dead and gone.