In the Summer of 2016 I ventured out for breakfast while in Boston.
Originally, I thought I was going to Dunkin Donuts, however, after misinterpreting a woman’s directions I found myself far from it. So, as any 20-something in 2016 would do, I turned to my GPS for guidance. I looked for a “mom and pop” shop unique to where I was. I clicked the name and I was well on my way.
I was impressed when I finally made it to Haley House Bakery Cafe. There was a large parking lot and plants were around the building.
The first thing I’ve noticed was that customer service started at the door. There was a woman sitting on the porch smoking a cigarette. She looked to be on break. She smiled, “Hello, how are you today?”
“I’m well,” I responded noticing how warm and contagious her smile was, “how are you?”
I walked into the coffee shop and took in the atmosphere. I’ve never been in a coffee shop where almost all the employees were people of color. This new world was filled with neo soul, posters of upcoming events, the aromas of coffee and pastries, and of course, overall good vibes.
I figured I could just get my personal favorites: a coffee cake muffin and a coffee. It was my turn to order and the cashier was extremely polite. Before I requested my favorite breakfast item, I asked if anything contained nuts. The cashier warmed my heart by going to the back to speak with whoever prepared the food. She came back a few moments later to confirm that my coffee cake muffin was safe and another employee came to confirm. I ordered my breakfast in confidence. The coffee was nice, bold and flavorful- just how I like it.
Forever a Student; forever a teacher 