A perfectly reasonable argument from Mark Furstenberg makes clear that there are some places where you can get coffee that are not suitable for long stays:
I do want a third space but one that is community and I’m not at all interested in a place where unassociated people sit with their computers in physical proximity that has nothing to do with relationships. In fact their computers and telephones isolate them in those spaces. I see that and don’t think I am providing anything more than a chair and table and a cup.
Source: I Have a Problem | Bread Furst
I’ve been working from home for more than six months now, and that really means I’ve been spending a simply insane amount of time in coffee shops near my apartment. I’m a creature of habit, but I also enjoy variety, so I’ve gotten to know almost all of the bonkers number of coffee shops in the Shaw/Logan Circle area. In this post, I provide you with my top picks in a variety of categories, all leading up to my choice of the Best Damn Coffee Shop Near My Apartment™. If you disagree with any of these choices, please leave me a comment describing what it’s like to be wrong.
Before I begin, an opening statement about the general quality of coffee in the area: it’s fantastic*. You really couldn’t go wrong with any of these places – which is part of why I happily flit between them depending on my mood, the weather, astrological conditions, etc. There’s never been a better time for people who like caffeinated beverages to hang out near Logan Circle. But, as in sports, politics, and religion, there can be only one winner, so let’s get started picking our champion.
Alexis Madrigal over at The Atlantic with a shocking revelation about the Taco Bell Doritos Tacos Locos:
Recall that part of the narrative of the taco is that no one had ever thought of it before. That’s what made it so exciting. It was a breakthrough! A startlingly original idea! Mind-blowing!
But what if Taco Bell people had thought of Dorito taco shells before? What if they, like almost anyone who has ever had a bag of Doritos or a crunchy taco, had considered the possibility of uniting these two faux-Mexican treats?
That is exactly what happened, says David Peterman, who was the vice president of new concept operations at Taco Bell in the early 1990s, during the days of the Taco Bell chihuahua.
I’m on the record as somewhat disgusted by Taco Bell’s approach to “food ingredients”, but to withhold this innovation from the market for 20 years is a fast food travesty.
Mark Bittman in the NYT:
For 50 years, through my childhood, my adolescence, my adulthood, my kids’ births and maturation, there were periodic Sunday mornings spent visiting my parents. And every time, there it was: the holy trinity.
As madeleines were to Proust, bagels and lox are to east coast Jews.
An interesting lunchtime read in The New Yorker.
Our bodies don’t have just a single internal clock that tells us when to sleep and when to wake. Each organ—including the organs related to eating—has a circadian clock of its own, and that clock is sensitive to when, precisely, we eat. If two groups consume the same number of calories but one group eats them during the first part of the day and the other during the second, the latter group is up to two times more likely to be obese. In one study, two groups of people were assigned to eat the same number of calories each day during a twelve-week period. One group received more of them during breakfast, and the other had more during dinner. The breakfast group lost significantly more weight.
Warning: some appropriately salty language in this review (spoiler: not a rave) of Taco Bell’s new breakfast items.
A manhunt for the Wal-Mart toe-sucker ended Wednesday night when police in North Carolina arrested a man who allegedly posed as a shoe salesman and then sucked on the toes of the surprised woman customer.
When the horrified woman protested, he told her he was a podiatry student.
It’s a tale as old as time.