What happens when Panera just doesn’t cut it any more, when the thought of another Light Roast coffee or Asiago bagel curls one’s teeth?
D&W to the rescue.
I’m not sure what D&W stands for. I’m sure it’s probably the names of its founders, like Dick and Wally or something. But it’s a grocery story chain in West Michigan that’s been around forever.
This morning, D&W’s bright, airy (and chilly!) cafeteria plays host to a few guys with laptops (including me) who are using it as an office.
I see that a lot these days, people using Wi-Fi hotspots as remote offices. Nothing wrong with that. I do it all the time. It’s just interesting to see people with suits and ties (like the chap sitting directly in front of me in the next booth over) working on spreadsheets in a restaurant.
Ten years ago, a guy like that would have been at home, or at the office, but not in between in the professional equivalent of Purgatory.
In case you can’t see the sign, D&W sells Starbucks coffee, as most places do these days.
I don’t know why. Starbucks tastes like boiled car tires to me.
Granted, I used to like Starbucks. But, lately, that Continue reading