This drink, I can’t get out of my mind.
New on North Wallace and somehow always there, Treeline Coffee is a tranquil harbor in this typhoon season.
Shopping mayhem got you bruised? Come on in and sit down. Night after night of obligatory events? Settle beside the café’s stamped-tin bar, dip into the view of a historic mill and Mount Baldy. Family time took a Reed-ian turn toward the wild side? Order the turmeric steamer and idle the while.
This drink, it rights the sails on any swollen, emotional sea.
The first taste is rejoiceful, and once that tidal experience ebbs, allow me a few predictions. You’ll forget for a long moment the cheerful staff, Doug Minarik’s taut composition in diffuse light, and those hipsters posing around the corner table. The foamy head you’ll ration, reserving a bit for every swig the ceramic mug holds. The conversation might even drop off (for which you’ll be forgiven) as your sense of sound lapses, in and out. In and out.
For that long, pure, and stunningly simple moment, the crushing ocean falls back, leaving but two elements, you and this drink.