Does this man look familiar?
The name rings Italian, the drinks say VIVA! 23rd st. 1130 am. Raining outside. I am dressed to kill...an interview. "so what would you like to do with your life." Internal answer: ' Fuck you Kimberly, not be here.' External answer "well, I'd really like to broaden my horizons, you know, hone my sales skills and continue providing phenomenal customer service in whatever roll the organization can use me. I'M A TEAM PLAYER!" Anyhow, to celebrate a clean UA, we chose to dine Vivace, nice little setting, barista had a kind of cool (Lebanese?) accent, and the patrons seemed genuinely interested in what our party of two had to say. There are seven strangers who are now fully aware of the fact that from 2003-2006 the drugs of choice at Summit, Mountain View, and Bend High were respectively Blow, Meth, and Huffing Paint; and that Shelly allegedly gave Dave a blowjob in 2004 or thereabouts.
The lineup:
1 Crepe (Mozzarella, Spinach, Mushroom, something else?)
Spicy Mexican Mocha
Americano- light Creme
The gooey goodness of a mushroom dangling in a cremy mozza cocoon on a drizzly stumptown morning. Interrupted only by the occasional sip of a too-fancy spicified frothy delight. Mexican Mocha, a tribute to the newly crowned 'richest man in the world' Carlos Slim Helu aka Chuy. The name Slim is no longer attributed only to the bangers and pushers, but also to post globalization wealth guru's. Drinks 7. Crepes 6. Too much Spinach.
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