I am sitting on the patio of Naked Lounge, one of my favorite neighborhood haunts, listening to the Cuban sounds of Omara Portuondo. I have frequented this coffee shop on a sometimes daily but at least weekly basis for the past 5 1/2 years. It is, in fact, one of the amenities that first drew me to the Fremont Park ‘hood.
Over the years, I have paid my dues in shitty customer service to finally arrive at a place of subtle acknowledgement from the Naked Lounge staff, and I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way. Personally, I prefer my coffee with a side of ‘Fuck you.‘
Tomorrow I will pay my final visit to Naked Lounge. Well, hopefully not my final final visit, but at least my final visit for some time. In less than 48 hours I will no longer be a resident of this neighborhood or city or state. Saturday morning at approximately 8:10AM Eastern Time, I will arrive at JFK International Airport and make my first steps as a New Yorker.
August 11, 2011 at 5:10 pm |
Don’t worry; in NYC you’ll get everything with a side of “Fuck You.”
Sacramento will miss you.
August 11, 2011 at 7:58 pm |
Welcome to the rat race my friend. A blank canvas!
August 11, 2011 at 8:01 pm |
That’s a big step. Good luck, welcome to the east coast and keep yourself on green light.
August 11, 2011 at 10:24 pm |
Actually, I think Sacramento imports all of its “Fuck You” from New York anyway. It will be fresher where you’re going.
Can’t wait for you to return in a reverse-coast version of “Welcome Back, Kotter”.
Best of luck to you both!