My Coffee House that Never Happened

espresso machine at the espresso bar at a coffee house

A beautiful sight

When I was around 20 or 21 (half my age ago), I wanted to start a coffee shop.

I’ve loved the coffee house vibe, e.g. from Friends. Loved coffee, lattes. Who doesn’t?

The hamburger shop/grill across from the university’s computer science department had just shut down. And it was a perfect location, because it was a corner that stuck into the university.

Basically, it looked like this:

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+ UNIVERSITY             |
+ CAMPUS    ++++++++++++++
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+           |  the
+           |  location
+           |  here
+           |
+           |
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I wanted to put a coffee shop there so bad and I know that if I would have had the funds and the ability to execute on it, I could have done well. I’d even learned of the Alex Fisenko consulting where they come in and help you plan everything out, down to the menu. They had it down to a science.

But I was a broke college student, and had no thought in my mind of raising funds. Who’d give money to a broke college student to open a coffee house? Later, a few years after I graduated, the university bought up the entire block and demolished everything to put in a fine arts center. And that is how I got radicalized against fine arts centers.

Why did I tell this story? I’m not sure. Still like coffee houses. Still wish some things were basic table stakes. Good drinks, good service, good WiFi (use UniFi equipment plz).