Thursday, July 2, 2015
... meant the carbo sports teams had been selected at Coffee Commissary.
All that was left was a misshapen, charmless, nerd cake that they call a “9-grain” (which probably doesn’t count my grain that this goes against since one of my least-preferred muffin flavors is wheat germ.) This local chain bakes their goods at one of their other germ-ination stations. It wasn’t the anticipated, dense, gut-scrubber; it was a soft and seedy stump - not something I would reorder, but perhaps that is why it was left on the bready bleachers.
The coffee ($3.00) was good though.