I think I have seen the future of the coffee shop. It’s not a chain. It’s not on every corner. It’s not on auto-pilot.
It’s got a vinyl record player playing.
Its design is minimal, modern and it’s clad in reclaimed wood.
And, to my right, is a machine.
And there’s a man pouring coffee beans into it from large hessian sacks.
And the smell is – Oh, the smell is just – you know. And he is roasting the beans right here, right now.
I order a cup.
I take a sip.
And it’s ‘crazy good’.
And I think to myself, I wouldn’t like to be Starbucks.