Bear with me for a moment here. Imagine you’re playing Super Mario World. You’ve just conquered the Forest of Illusion, but have yet to reach the Valley of Bowser. You find yourself in a wondrous place called Chocolate Island, where, true to its name, there’s chocolate at every turn. What’s more, the land is inhabited by wonderful creatures, such as the bounding, fire-breathing triceratops. I mean, a triceratops is awesome enough, but ONE THAT SHOOTS FIRE? That’s almost too awesome to bear.
What does this have to do with Wallingford, you say? Guys… THAT’S US! Except instead of chocolate we have coffee (or in the case of Chocolati we have both). And instead of fire-breathing triceratops, we have balsamic strawberry ice cream. Regular ice cream is awesome for sure. But leave it to Molly Moon’s to take it to the next level.
I came to this realization a few mornings ago as I took a rare ride on Route 44, heading west. (My commutes mostly go north-south these days.) I waited for the bus in front of A Muddy Cup, the first Wallingford stop for the 44. We traveled a few blocks, only to stop again directly next to the new Uptown Espresso sign. A few blocks later, were were in front of the QFC (and the Starbucks within). The next stop broke the pattern with a Chevron—though I imagine you can get coffee there too—but soon after we were stopped in front of Café Appassionato.
I get it; a bus stop is a great place to put a coffee shop. (Or perhaps a coffee shop is a great place to smack a bus stop.) If you’ve just missed your bus, it’s only natural to enter a coffee shop to kill some time, warm up and get your morning buzz on. In fact, I made my first venture into A Muddy Cup that morning after I narrowly missed the 44, and finally tried that famous PB&J latte (blackberry).
But seriously Wallingford? Does anyone else find it amazing that every Wallingford stop along Route 44 save one (or two, if you count the stop just before Aurora) is situated in front of a coffee shop? And that doesn’t even consider all the other spots along the way… Tully’s, Fuel, Starbucks (again), Chocolati. And come to think of it, I disembark from one of my regular bus routes right across the street from Irwin’s down on 40th.
Not complaining. Just sayin’.