Coffee/1369 Coffeehouse (Inman Sq.)

So, I also realized today that my little blurb over to the left talks about food, and I haven't mentioned it once (unless you count the beerfest, because beer is a food). And in the spirit of turning over things--new leaves, unturned stones, etc--here's a rip-roaring account of my trip to the 1369 Coffeehouse this morning!

On the sunny corner of Cambridge and Springfield streets in Cambridge there is an institution of sorts. But instead of crazy people like at MIT, this institution has nerds. Coffee nerds the likes of which can be found at just about any independent (i.e. not Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts) coffee shop in the city. They sip their macchiatos with deliberate pretension, smacking their lips in an extravagant, even obscene, display of contentedness--as if to say, "Ah, now that's the delicate yet robust taste of stickin' it to the man!" But the 1369 Coffeehouse is not just about proletarian capitalistic ideals. And yet, as much as conceited coffee connoisseurs annoy the piss out of me (SEE: Coffee/Someday Cafe (Davis Sq.) - Not Yet Written), I have to admit their choice of Inman Square venues is second-to-none. The cafe is medium-sized, with plenty of tables and people-watcher window bar seating. The lighting was perfect, with plenty of sun in front and cozier accomodations in the back. The music this morning was motown which I can hardly find fault with, and except for one dancing homeless man, the other customers seemed mild-mannered and intent on their various nerdery. Not to be left out, I got caught up on my reading for class while I enjoyed a blueberry muffin--not bad, not fantastic--and a double cappuccino--over-priced and under-foamed. So, to break it down, the atmosphere tops the offerings, at least on this go-round, but it seemed like a great place to read (or write) a book.