I was down in NC last June to visit some family and start the process of selling some property I inherited. As a built in sanity break, I visited some friends over in Pittsboro (so the very edge of the RTP, possibly just over the outside of it.) I already knew the friends were cool, of course, and suggested we meet at a coffee shop in Pittsboro that I’ve been wanted to visit, Davenport’s Cafe Diem.
As it turns out, one of my friends has spent a lot of time there writing, so they readily agreed. When I arrived, I was so happy to see the place was property steampunked, the barista had piercings and a mohawk (not to mention a great utilikilt) and the owner also had purple hair and piercings. “Oh thank Gods,” I cried. “My people!”
That visit with my friends, and meeting the people at the coffee shop, really helped me get through a week of family and legal dealings. I’m also going to make sure to stop in there again the next time I’m down there.
