I miss Oregon coffee shops. In Portland, I loved to spend Saturday mornings reading and writing at Random Order, Albina Press or Stumptown. In Eugene, it was Marche, 16 Tons or Vero.
In Las Vegas, Starbucks is everywhere. But the local, independent shops are harder to find. A co-worker introduce me to this place, Sunrise Coffee. I’m glad he did. I would have driven by it for the next few years without ever noticing. It’s in an unremarkable strip mall next to a busy boulevard. But inside, it reminds me of Oregon.