A Druckin Coffee Ritual in SF

As a writer, I tend to suffer from frequent bouts of paralyzing self-doubt. I will write nothing good today. I may not write anything of any value ever again. I will go to my grave — hopelessly alone — with nothing to show for my modicum of natural writing ability but a urinal cake catalog and a few stale spec scripts. Ah, but then. I have one of these:

Ritual Coffee Roasters latté. Photo credit Scott Beale/Laughing Squid.

And suddenly, everything is going to be okay. In fact, I might just open a bakery. Or purchase a cheese-making concern in Vermont. Not only can I write, but my IQ seems to have doubled and my vocabulary is as vast, deep and accessible as the day I graduated from college. As for dying alone, no worries — I’ll move awesome pal Alison into my Vermont dairy-farm. We’ll share child care expenses and re-name it the House of Blonds and Babies.

All that hope, energy and initiative from just one little cup. It’s no wonder, then, that I must seek out SERIOUS coffee shops in every city I visit. San Francisco was no exception, and I fell truly, madly, deeply in love with Ritual Coffee Roasters in San Francisco’s gritty meets gentrified Mission District.

We have ways of making you drink our coffee.

Their site gives you all kinda background on why they have a line out the door from the minute they open. But I think their logo (which indicates that they are coffee communists in the purest, most Marxian sense of the word) says it all. My mocha was creamy and rich — the happy marriage of cocoa and coffee without the unpleasant intrusion of too much sugar. My only quibble is that they need to make them hotter so I don’t drink them so fast! Guess I’ll just have to order a second one, but I’m afraid that would send my hyper-ometer to 11. (It already hovers somewhere around 10.)

So next time you’re feeling stupid, cozy up to a cuppa. And next time you’re in SF, make this your morning Ritual.

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7 responses to “A Druckin Coffee Ritual in SF

  1. Seriously girl, the SAME thing happens to me! But it’s not just with writing, it’s with everything in my whole life. Hmmm…like walking 😉

    Ah, stimulants. Gotta love ’em! Adderall and Ritalin do the same for me, sans the calories and wonderful taste and experience. Just gotta be careful not to mix the coffee and the scripts!

    Muwah!

  2. I actually sped up my reading of your post after you mentioned the coffee-very funny! As if the caffeine ran thru me too!

    • debra

      haha awesome! totally intentional, of course. 🙂 your business endeavors sound fantastic and you look beautiful — you have not aged at all. and do i remember correctly that you have a spring bday like me? can you believe we’ll be 28? how the years have flown. 😉 thanks for reading!!

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