"Shaloma
Aroma"
Aroma
Shaloma! The atmosphere is light
and beautiful. A chai latte beans'
delight. The attitude toward
customers is quite right even at the end of the day's long night. To me it speaks and is a vigorous sight
for the day's new face's fight in flight. Despite its motion's moving moments
which is never uptight. Always
looking up towards the heavens in its perfect high. Dave just gives a sigh and starts to cry to the caffeinated
God above. Starbucks coffee can't
compare to Aroma's aroma of roasted beans. The Starbuck's cow gives juice
instead of Aroma's exotic coffees and delightful teas. The Aroma's honey that's worth more than
real millions in money. Feasts of toasted bagels, bialys, muffins, peanut buttered
jellied rolls, with real butter. Strawberry, bonita, poquita, chiquita,
havanna, banana and dozens more tasty treats which knock the customers out of
their seats and onto the floor before they fly out the door. As the regulars know, it's one hell of
a store. John is there every
morning, busily preparing breakfast and having amiable chats with the morning
crowds and laughing with the pets and children. I idolize his secret recipe's special rapport with all of
them. The mean green organic
caffeine I drink at Aroma's Coffee Roast drowns my stomach in a sea of
deliciously natural flavored tea.
I'll see you there tomorrow morning as the Roosters crow.
J.
Billet
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