This is the Starbucks at South Common Mall. It's fine. The staff won't try to shank you with whittled-down splash sticks and the coffee is not poison. I like the fact that there is a small patio, and that there is AMPLE parking. If you're into that sort of thing.
But they're aren't really a lot of tables in here which makes me sad. There is a communal table in the middle of the action, and a few single-seater couches but that's it. Since Starb's is my last-resort place to grab a table and get work done, it sort of fails in this regard.
They do tend to get quite busy at this location which means you might wait for a while, but you will always get served with a smile. I wish that hadn't rhymed.
Obligatory Title Pun: STARB-ing for table space.
Menu Readability: Yeah, whatever.
Need to mention: I dunno. Really tall ceilings?
What this place teaches me about myself: I'm an accidental poet.