Tuesday, August 14, 2012

366 Project - Day 227 - "Remembering the '90s"


August 14, 2012 - "Remembering the '90s"

Today I'm remembering the '90s... and, in particular, the best damn coffee house that has EVER existed on the planet: Danbury's own "Seattle Espresso".

Seattle was our hangout. It's where artists and writers and musicians and thinkers and dancers and all-sorts of creative-types and thinking-people came to meet... to drink... to converse... to "be".

It's where I both "truly fell in love" and "truly had my heart broken" for the first time.

It's where I met some of the best friends I've ever had.

It's where my (now) wife, Holly, and I had our very first date.

It's where my daughter took her first steps.

It's where I've written some of my best poetry and essays... and sketched some of my best sketches.

It's where I heard the news of Kurt Cobain's suicide.

It's where I "grew up" and discovered my true Self.

It's where some of my happiest memories from the '90s took place...

... and some of my saddest as well.


Seattle Espresso no longer exists. At least not in physical form. It exists in memories... friendships... and shared conversations, including on the "Seattle Espresso Exiles" group on Facebook.

It exists in mementos too... including this box of hundreds upon hundreds of "Slug Cards", given to me by Seattle's owner - Lezlie - on the day they closed. Your card would get a stamp each time you'd buy a drink (twice for each drink on Tuesdays). When you got ten stamps, you signed your card (or the barista wrote your name on it) - turned it in and got a free drink and a new card for next time. (One of my signed cards - a green one - is at the center of this photo).

These cards became icons of Danbury life in the mid-to-late-1990s. They were bookmarks (years after Seattle closed I found one used as such in a copy of Byron poems I checked out from the Danbury Library!)... places to have someone write their phone number for you... canvases for quick sketches... and full cards were often given as gifts.

They're a symbol of an awesome decade... and a time... a feeling... that can be imitated, but never duplicated.

So... here's to you, Seattle Espresso! Thanks for the memories!

(We miss you!)

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