Its a lovely thought, our own coffeeshop right here in paradise. TJ and Donty Jane fresh from the whitewater rivers of northern California, bringing a little of the modern world to the folks in Lava. Beautiful hand laid tile bar, bamboo wood floors and a huge copper expresso maker. Now folks around here have been drinking coffee since the Oregon trail passed thru one hundred and fourty plus years ago. Tin pots around the campfire, big old graniteware pot by the branding fire durning roundup, counterfulls of cowboy hats, passing time and the local news every morning at the local cafe. I guess its that, we just never bellyed up to a $4.50 paper cup half full of foam with a heart artfully created on top. With just 400 souls living in paradise we just couldn't save the coffeeshop from its demise. So for all you Starbucks fans that come to town, its just going to have to be a bottomless cup of joe at the local cafe for a buck plus tax. Just look for an empty stool among the cowbow hats. Heres to the memory of our lost bid to the modern world.
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