Since yesterday's post was a little on the -- ahem -- bitchy side, today's is going to be the opposite. It'll be nice and warm and fluffy. Okay, maybe not fluffy, but not nearly as pissy, either. :D
Every day, the hubs and I stop at the best coffee shop in the entire world, Main Street Bakery and Eatery. I LOVE this place. Seriously. Love, love, love it. If I'm in a lousy mood and I stop here, I guarantee, I'll leave feeling a zillion times better.
A little backstory - the hubs and I drove past this place every day for the longest time and I kept saying some day, I'm stopping. It's in this little town called Kingston, which is about 10 minutes south-ish of Princeton. If you're at all familiar with Nassau Street in Princeton (and all of the awesome shops along it), let me tell you, Kingston is a lot like it, only not so... ivy.
So anyway, this shop is in an old house and the people who work there are some of the friendliest you will ever meet. I believe it's family-run (two of the women who work there look very much like sisters, and both bear a strong resemblance to the woman who actually owns the shop, but I could be wrong) and everything there is absolutely delicious.
Really, you walk in and it smells just wonderful, especially on a cold day. The floors slope and creak, the stairway is narrow, and in the winter, a fire crackles on the hearth in the dining room. Everything is made fresh, and I've yet to find something I don't like. They make what's probably the best hot chocolate anywhere.
I like going somewhere where the people who are working there don't make you feel as if you're a huge inconvenience to them. That's one of the reasons why I prefer smaller, family-run businesses to big box stores or chains. Maybe it's corny, but I like it.