Every once in a while, I open the cabinet in my office and take out my Handsome Coffee Roasters mug. And then I just look at it. I just look at it for a long time because for some odd reason, this stupid mug is able to bring me back to some amazing memories of living in LA. Handsome Coffee was like home base for me in some ways. I say it all the time (practically every time I write about this mug) but I guess it's just a way to remind myself of how far I've come and how different DTLA is compared to how I hold it in my memories.
Handsome, I miss you (even though you are a Blue Bottle now).