So this is my local coffee shop. There's something about this place, leaving the busy street outside to the absolutely chill vibe of Echo...maybe its just the thought that I'm about to enjoy some primo coffee.
When I read Rachel's review of the place, it was almost deja vu, as I asked something similar, "What kind of milk do you have." What followed was a list of possibly every milk possible, which caught me off guard and ended up just getting it black. When I get flustered, who knows what to expect.
There's always a good mix of people here, varying ages, but its always quiet enough to get work done, but not too quiet to seem weird.