A popular story is that in the early days of Seattle's settlement the neighborhood was "so far north, it might as well have been Canada", and was named "Maple Leaf" as an inside joke.
Aw. That just warms my heart right up. Anyways, this place is pretty sweet, plus it's close to where I'm staying right now. The coffee is locally roasted, and cheap. Their drip coffee is self-serve and next to a pile o' mugs and a little piggy bank in which you put your dollar. It has a very familial feel to it - lots of people chatting it up on comfy couches, kids playing make believe, people enjoying good food together. Very nice.
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are you going to go to their knitting club?
Nah, I have no knitting stuff in this country.
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