A quick bike ride away, this coffee joint serves one of the best cups in town. And anyplace where you can hunker down next to piles of coffee beans is quite a lot like heaven.
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I thought it might be a fun project to snap a photo and post a blurb each day for a year as way to keep in touch with family and friends who are far away. And as a way to stop and smell the roses as they say. Even though in Chicago,for much of the year,the roses are covered in ice and snow and are often peed on by dogs.
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June
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- The Barefoot Boy
- Deep Dish
- 40 Miles
- I am so cracked up right now...
- Go Cubs Go
- Bootlegging
- Still thinking of the weekend drive...
- Fun with French
- Des Moines
- 1 in 112.48 million
- I heart Mexican folk art
- Ravinia
- Warning
- Doily?
- What We Have
- Drive In
- June 14, 2008
- Hamburger Mary's
- Spanish
- Phone Call Idyll
- Metropolis
- Reflections
- Laundry
- Cristin
- No chicks
- Ain't she sweet?
- Mitch
- More work than a workout
- Gasp!
- Food
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