Breakfast in edgewater

This last weekend I woke up late and decided to have breakfast at a coffee shop in near Sloan Lake Park. I was planning on walking around the lake afterwards so breakfast at a near by restaurant would be an efficient use of time & close enough I would not have to travel far too get to the park.

The coffee shop is a mom & pop place with decent coffee. The longer I was in the place the more I realized it was a community spot and I felt like I was in the bar from the TV show Cheers. Everyone knew each other and was rambling on about all sorts of odd details about their personal lives.

I ended up sitting next to what I thought was a woman. When she began to talk it was obvious she was a he. I was going to ask him to pass me a condiment on his table as my table did not have any. I realized I was not sure weather I should address him as a Mr or a Mrs and I was so confused about what to say I spent most of my time there reading a book and listening to a different patron complain about everything from selling a home to back pain.

I have driven by the place a time or two wondering about the crowd inside and what type of people frequent this place. It was an interesting mix of random & yet very open crowd.