This guy has been to a SHITLOAD of Starbucks all over the world. And he’s taken photos of them all. I’m not sure what this says about me as a consumer (or as a person), but several of the pics bring back a flood of memories.
There’s this store, which I occasionally popped into during college in Atlanta. And there’re these two stores, which I ran past in the evenings when I lived in DC.
But my favorite is doubtless the Astor Place store in New York City. Why? Well, in the spring of 1998, I vomited on the sidewalk in front of its entrance in the middle of post-work rush hour. Food poisoning. I was wretching and people were staring and it was all quite embarassing.