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How I Made Friends with Every Barista in Town

When I first moved to Champaign-Urbana, I was just another face in the crowd, a newcomer in a town where everyone seemed to know each other. The first week, I stepped into BrewLab Coffee on a dreary Monday morning. The barista, a tall guy with a man bun named Alex, greeted me with a warm smile and asked how my day was going. I ordered a cappuccino, left a decent tip, and thought nothing of it.

The next day, I returned. “The usual?” Alex asked, a twinkle of recognition in his eye. It was such a simple gesture, but it made me feel noticed. I nodded, grinning, and we started chatting about the unpredictable Illinois weather.

By the end of the week, I was a regular at BrewLab. I learned that Alex was studying horticulture at the University of Illinois, and he showed me pictures of his plant collection. In turn, I shared snippets about my work and my love for discovering new coffee shops.

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On weekends, I’d venture out to different cafes. At Espresso Royale, I met Jenna, an art major who sketched intricate designs on the foam of my lattes. At Aroma CafĂ©, I befriended Diego, who always had the best music recommendations. Each place had its own vibe, its own story, and soon, I felt like I was part of this vibrant coffee culture.

One particularly rainy afternoon, I ducked into CafĂ© Kopi, drenched and grumpy. Behind the counter was Priya, a bubbly barista with an infectious laugh. She handed me a steaming cup of chai latte without me even ordering it. “You look like you need this,” she said with a wink. We ended up chatting about our favorite rainy day activities, and by the time I left, my mood had completely lifted.

Over the months, these baristas became more than just people who made my coffee; they became friends. We celebrated birthdays, shared holiday plans, and supported each other’s ventures. Alex invited me to his horticulture exhibition, Jenna gifted me a sketch she had made, Diego’s playlists became the soundtrack to my daily life, and Priya and I often exchanged book recommendations.

The baristas became more than just people who made my coffee; they became friends!

The turning point was when I hosted a small gathering at my place, inviting all the baristas I’d befriended. It was a mix of people who had never met each other but shared a common thread – me, the coffee enthusiast. That evening was filled with laughter, stories, and an incredible sense of community.

In Champaign-Urbana, the baristas weren’t just servers; they were artists, students, musicians, and friends. They turned a new town into a home, one cup of coffee at a time.

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