Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Where Everybody Knows Your Name

Living in a teeny town in the desert has made finding a local coffee shop difficult.  And on all my trips back down to LA, it's become ritual to stop and grab an iced coffee for the drive down.  I've been going to a Starbucks that's just off the freeway out of ease, but haven't been happy about it.

About a month ago I found a cute shop right off the Rosamond exit called Sister Sister Coffee House and it's been such a great find.

Today, as I pulled up and started to place my order, the girl behind the counter said, "You want your regular iced coffee today?  Splash of soy?"

I couldn't contain my smile.  "Yes, please."

I was surprised how good it felt that she remembered me.  Loved it.  And I let her know she had made my day.

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