There was a new cafe in another town far far away. If this other cafe had an online presence then
Imogen Howe
might've learned about it from all the time she was now spending online. However this other cafe didn't post on social media. They weren't on
Instagram
sharing photos of lattee art or captions talking about specials for that week.
The only thing they explicitly maintained online was an old school webpage. There was little information on the website, only what you needed to know. The name, hours and location. The location wasn't an address. Instead it read 'right across the street from Wade's Foods.'
It was called Kim's Cappuccino. The coffee was made using bialetti moka pots so customers would have to wait a few minutes. During this wait customers would sometimes run into each other and have a chat. There didn't seem a single, defined demographic for the customers. If you went to a chain like Starbucks, or the local cafe run by artistan baristas you could expect a certain type of clientele. Kim's Cappuccino however was a grab bag.
On this Tuesday morning there was a scholar who once used to work in Cambridge, England. He had gotten his phD there and worked several years as a post doc. But all of the sudden he moved back to the states and became a grocer at Wade's Foods and had been there ever since.
When he came in through the door the bell up ton rang.
