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Friday Coffee....

A couple of months ago I started having Friday morning coffee dates with some of my cousins who live in town. I jokingly call it our Tulsa coffee tour because we have been hitting up a new coffee shop each week. After we all drop our kids off at school for the day we meet up for coffee. Life is so busy for everyone and we have a tendency to get stuck in our routines and not stay in touch. We live in the same city and we can go months without seeing each other. Our Friday morning dates give us an opportunity to see each other, catch up, laugh and stay connected--no kids, no pressures, just time to be. Some weeks we can sit all morning, other mornings we are only able to carve out an hour, but it is always time well spent.

This morning we met at Foolish Things Coffee Company located at 1001 S. Main Street in Tulsa. I have lived in Tulsa for thirteen years and have never been here. It is near the Tulsa Community College downtown campus and was busy for 9am. It is an open area with lots of windows and natural light. There is patio seating on the side of the building, but it's early March and too cold for that just yet. Inside there is a bar with seats lining the front windows, and long tables are scattered around the room. There is a cozy corner with some couches for a more intimate setting. They have a variety of coffees, syrups, and food items. They have a small breakfast menu that serves sandwiches, eggs and pancakes. They also have baked goods and yogurt parfaits. This morning they had some delicious looking scones sitting out. There is also a small lunch menu available that includes hot sandwiches and salads. I'm doing a Whole30 with my cousin Elizabeth, so I just looked at the scones and dreamed, and maybe cried on the inside, cause I love scones. I ordered a plain coffee. You know, just a coffee flavored coffee. Nothing fancy. It was delicious, smooth and very drinkable. I will definitely be making a return trip to this coffee house.

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