Stop Number 2 – Cup of Joe at Lennox
This is my first of what I assume will be many chain establishments on this tour. Immediately what I like about this location is the wealth of free parking located within eyesight distance of the coffee shop. Sorry Luck Bros’, but point to Cup of Joe. In 8-degree weather, minimal walking is essential. The atmosphere here is unpretentious, and more people come and go in smaller increments than at Luck Bros’. There are also a lot more kids here than at Luck Bros’, but this could be because today is a Saturday and yesterday was a Friday.
Cup of Joe gets major bonus points for its excellent food selection. They have 5 or 6 different types of cake, pie and cheesecake, brownies, cookies, rice krispy treats and my personal choice, the coveted Egg Bagel. Very few establishments have egg bagels these days, considering them to be too close to the plain to be worth buying. This makes me sad, because these are actually very different types of bagels, but Egg’s are far superior to their Plain counterparts. Therefore in conclusion: Egg Bagels Rule, Plain Bagels Drool.
But seriously, this is a coffee shop. The coffee here is definitely the best of the chain restaurants. I had a large flavored coffee of the day, which happened to be White Chocolate Macadamia Nut. It’s hard for me to say anything bad about copious amounts of hot coffee so rapidly in my grasp, but I’m gonna be real, of course the coffee here can’t compete with that of Luck Bro’s –esque family owned and operated places, but it is still damn good. Way better than the coffee at Starbucks, which I sometimes equate to burnt chalk. And it’s a good place to get away from school and do some work without having to see everyone and their brother that you don’t want to talk to.
There's something really nice about writing here. Maybe it is the intangible feeling of community one gets from being surrounded by other people drinking coffee and writing on their laptops. There are at least 4 presumably college students working on homework here. And a little blonde boy walked up to me and asked where the trash can was, and then said, "Thank you so much for showing me where the trash can is." It was so adorable I about died. This is the kind of community I love being a part of. Midwest for the win.