The first fall of snow is not only an event, it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind of a world and wake up in another quite different, and if this is not enchantment then where is it to be found? ~ J. B. Priestley
There is nothing quite like the first snowfall of the season, especially when it happens on or near Christmas. Almost quite as nice is the first snowfall that sends children and teachers on their first break from school. There’s plenty of reading, writing, sledding, and Facebooking to be done on these legitimate days of leisure when we teachers and students can thumb our noses at our lessons and not get detention—or fired.
But after a few days of the white stuff, our infatuation fades away, and we long for what we Southerners were made for—t-shirts, flip flops, sunny skies, and water, H20, in its liquid form, definitely not the frozen stuff.
Sorry, folks. It’s still January. You’ll have to resort to Plan B for your creative escape. But I have an idea.
If you can brave the ice and the cold and make it to our town square, you’ll find a nifty little coffee shop that provides just the right amount of buzz—be it caffeine, creativity, or fun.
I’m talking about The Brew. It’s easy to find with plenty of free parking. Look for it next to The Saturday Independent and across from the Manchester Arts Center.
My students were the first to introduce me. “You’ve GOT to go,” they said. “This place is all YOU.”
They were right. It’s cozy. It’s quaint. And it’s quirky. I love it. Where else can you find DJ Tim Franks teaching line dancing on a Saturday night? Did I mention that there’s no cover charge—even when live music is in the house?
I’m an acoustic junkie. I can listen for hours. Hook me up with a night of music at the Blue Bird Café, and I’ll be your friend for life. The Listening Room in Nashville is also a great venue.
But Nashville is over an hour away. The Brew is just around the corner.
I can tell you this. In the last month I’ve had the pleasure of hearing James Bell, Bard Fischer, and Stephenson Road. I’m hoping to catch Fairweather Friends soon. I’ve heard hundreds of top-rate musicians in my life time. These artists found on the Brew’s Alley stage rival many of those found on the Nashville stages.
Another reason why I’m keen on The Brew is that it is FAMILY oriented. All ages, young and old, are welcome. That means I won’t feel like some out of place fuddy duddy, and my eleven-year-old son won’t be carded at the door.
I hear Trivia and Karaoke nights pack the house. I’ll have to check them out.
So, yeah, there’s quite the buzz about the quality of entertainment and fun here, but let me tell you about the buzz I enjoy—COFFEE!
Call me a little frou-frou. I can take my coffee black if need be, but when I’m at The Brew I prefer coffee with my chocolate. That’s right. I like mochas. But Mr. Barista himself, Rance Solomon, will prepare your drink the way you like it. It’s delicious local fair trade coffee.
Like many of you, I’m trying to purge myself of this winter weight gain, so I go with skim milk and no whip topping. Hey, chocolate’s supposed to be good for you, right? If you ask me, my little coffee concoction is just the right health food. It satisfies my emotional needs.
The Brew is a coffee shop, not a café, and that’s the way Rebecca intended it. If your appetite is a little more than a drink but not quite a full meal, check out the pastries, the sandwiches, or the soups. As I said before, I’m watching my calorie intake, but should I decide to celebrate my success, I might be tempted to sneak a nibble of one of the delectable brownies.
I am a writer, and when I look for a creative escape, the key word for me is CREATIVE. I ventured out on one of our snow days—yes, it was an adventure. I almost slid into a ditch trying to get there, but thanks to a friendly driver who came along, took my keys, and drove my car up our ice-covered hill, I was able to make it, lap top unharmed.
I found a little table with a lamp and sat down to write. Creativity surrounded me, from the drawings on the wall to the hand-crafted pottery on the tables. And DJ Tim was on hand to loan me some head phones so that I could listen to music online via the FREE Internet access. (And thanks for introducing me to blues artist Gary Moore, Tim. Very cool.)
As I paid for my drink, I noticed another touch of local flavor. More music. Just to the right of the cash register is a basket of CDs, featuring homegrown talents, Trapper Haskins and the Bitter Swill, James Bell, Riley Jackson, and more.
Call me anytime. I’ll be glad to meet you at The Brew.