
While blogging at my new favorite Brooklyn coffee shop, this strange contraption rolled up. The strange, large, bald man inside, dressed in all black proceeded to deliver a fresh load of coffee. The logo on the side says “Kitten Coffee.” I want to imagine that he somehow drove the thing from the eastern bloc.
Sources, however, suggest that it most likely driven from within the borough.
My morning Cawwwwfeeeee doesn’t taste quite the same if it isn’t delivered in the Kitten Coffee Mobile, but the dashing Mr Tuckfield.