If I’m Paying $6 for a Coffee & $15 for Avocado Toast, the Cafe Better Be a Goddamn Wes Anderson Movie Set
One of the cruelest fates known to man is when you find an adorable café, score a seat with enough personal space where you aren’t lusciously grazing knees with the person next you and they can’t view the files on your desktop (which you haven’t realized until now are alarming without explanation), find a free outlet less than an arm lengths away and not between your aforementioned neighbor’s legs…then when you go to join the café’s wifi network BAM – no free wifi. *breathes after that run-on sentence*
Since I’m a sucker for stunning work spaces, please take a page from my “Places in NYC where I’ve spent too much money on coffee and most likely switched to alcohol at 4pm“:
Also, note that museum and libraries, the og work spaces, are quite beautiful as well…
