The Broken Home of Corporate Coffee

It’s been almost 2 months since I have stopped being a barista. Part of me jumps for joy at all of the mental and physical freedom I have. Another part of me feels homeless. Not just because technically, while traveling cross-country, I am without a…

Travel Blog: Pondering In Portland

Unlike my past two travel blog posts, I won’t give you a day by day rundown.  This blog post would be way too long.  Instead, I’m going to give you the highlights. The AirBnB I booked was the one I looked forward to most…

Coffee Review: Anna Maria Island, Florida

While I worked in Bradenton, I lived on Anna Maria Island. On my days off, especially Sundays, I wanted a café to sit, relax, write or read in, without having to go off the island. Well, that leaves me 2 whole options for coffee shops! I will tell you about both.

Traveling Barista: Cutting The Apron Strings

Well, last week was it — my final week as a barista. After 9 years, I thought I’d feel more sentimental. I figured I’d cry. As I blended frappuccinos on my last day, I reminded myself that I would never do that again. You know what? That made me happy. I guess I’m sad I’m not sad. Does that make sense? How can I turn away from something that’s been a part of my life for so long and not shed a tear?

Sometimes You Want To Go Where Everybody Knows Your Name

Traveling Barista, Sandy Lo discusses why she will always be drawn to coffee shops.