As I make yet another big life professional decision, I return to the freelance life of hustle. It has definitely not been an easy way, and not one that I ever expected upon college graduation, but when it’s fulfilling, it is extremely so.
In my on-off 2.5 years of freelance writing, I’ve come to really delve into the coffee shop experience. Cliche and classic millennial, I know, but an important piece of my journey for sure. From Van Leeuwen
ice cream in the East Village to Atlas Cafe
in Williamsburg, back to the East Village at Zucker Bakery
, and now here in Washington, DC, I’ve written books in these places, frantically called my mother in tears or wide smiles, and often questioned my path.
My newest spot, here in DC, has been Slipstream
. I don’t live so close to it, but this bright and inviting cafe has lots of space, a Kabocha squash latte that is transcendental (and doesn’t leave me feeling like a pumpkin spice basic even if it’s a hipster version, see below), and delicious food, not to mention evening cocktails when I need some extra, ahem, motivation.
And so my laptop journey begins again, but with the superlative avocado toast.
Avocado toast image courtesy of The Washington Post