The Coffee Klatch by Sheri LeClair Banitt

First of all, thanks to the invincible R.C., we now have a subscribe button so you can follow along with this busy Boomer.

Second, I have to tell you about the coffee shop where the web page fixing went down. It had that “fresh brewed coffee in your comfy clothes and no where else to be” smell of anticipation and relaxation. They served amazing coffee, donuts, AND they had vinyl records for sale. The same vinyl records I might have owned a few decades ago. (Caydence Records & Coffee)

It was fun to be out visiting on a sunny day over coffee and donuts. We chatted about work and family and pets. We shared stories and compared notes about all three and let R.C. work on the web page. This was an inter-generational coffee klatch at a super millennial coffee house and we enjoyed every moment. The synergy of old and new is envigorating for all.

But beyond the chit chat and coffee and sweet treats and interweb, I left with a sense of nostalgia. Memories of my last elementary school birthday party with friends and home made cake. My mom bought me the Bobby Sherman album and we sang along with goo goo eyes and loving hearts to Julie, Julie, Julie do you love me? And when my sister had her birthday and MY MOM bought her the Steppenwolf album with “Born to be Wild”.

But mostly I thought about how the modern coffee klatch takes place in the coffee shop with the wi fi and how it used to be in homes at the kitchen table. I am old enough to have enjoyed both. And while I can’t say one is better than the other, I will admit I miss the days when anyone could drop in at anytime and the coffee pot was always on. You were likely to get Folgers, or Sanka instant on a rough day. But no one worried if your hair was in curlers or the house was a mess; you were just glad to have the company.

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