Peekskill fire close to beloved coffee house and hangout

March 5, 2015March 5, 2015 | Chef Marc

Big bad fire in Peekskill lastnight. The life altering blaze was a few buildings up from my beloved coffee house, and hangout. which I was blissfully, and espresso-ly trapped at for hours, whilst my truck was smack dabbed non-parkos-mentis (surrounded by firetrucks & fire hoses), with all access and exiting of the wintery glistened streets to a halted until fire/rescue had finished their greatly esteemed efforts.

I imbibed all manor of coffee house drink, until, I could randomly run no more to the restroom to seek porcelain solace within. The café was kind enough to let me wait it out, and see if I could drive home but it didn’t look like it was to happen, for a long while, so I left my truck and hoped for a ticketless retrieval in the early morning.

I made it safe and sound to my warm house. I put my hand on the knob of the door to go inside, mentally saying a humbled thank you for my immediate circumstances, and hoping and praying for the displaced couple’s.

The Magic Rain Chairs

August 9, 2011August 13, 2012 | Chef Marc

Starbucks on Astor Pl. Roof is leaking. The only two free seats that happen to be postioned under a major leak have had many takers. Alas no one has been able to tame the bewitched Rain chairs(or move them anywhere else). Beverage laden tourists walk up to the chairs, setup shop. Making a temporary beverage shelter for them and their clan.They make it their own by splaying out carefully all the newly garnered Starbucks

provisions. Giving a visual sign to all, “this space is taken. Keep to the coffee trail, Keep moving.” all the others that paid their dues at the Rain Chairs now somberly stare at the ground in unifying silence while the unassuming coffee gazelle’s hunches are ripped out from under them.

Life’s brutal lessons continue like they have for countless coffee millennia (in coffee years about 4 hours). Next life altering challenge; Get on line and wait for the restroom. Open the door to the restroom without touching the door. Pay homage to the ceramic shrine, using as many of the rooms vast amenities( minus the nicly tagged baby station) as possible. Without putting down my shetland pony sized Kmart bag (can be done). Wish me luck.