Rest In Peet's
After pouring coffee into my Peet's mug this morning, I noticed this obituary for Alfred Peet, founder of Peet's Coffee & Tea.
Peet didn't think much of American coffee, and even taught the founders of Starbucks to roast the good stuff.
I miss Peet's in Evanston. I say this at home routinely. The efficient and friendly baristas anticipated my order as I walked into the shop. They called me by name, and told me stories about themselves. I'd set up a study corner at the counter, and sometimes when the store wasn't busy, a barista showed up bearing a sample of the featured specialty drink or slices of muffins. Sigh. I miss Peet's.
RIP, Alfred, and thank you.
Peet didn't think much of American coffee, and even taught the founders of Starbucks to roast the good stuff.
I miss Peet's in Evanston. I say this at home routinely. The efficient and friendly baristas anticipated my order as I walked into the shop. They called me by name, and told me stories about themselves. I'd set up a study corner at the counter, and sometimes when the store wasn't busy, a barista showed up bearing a sample of the featured specialty drink or slices of muffins. Sigh. I miss Peet's.
RIP, Alfred, and thank you.
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