I am not going to lie. I am a major sucker for a good coffee shop. Coming from a small New England town with the stereotypical East Coast downtown complete with matching old brick buildings, cobblestone sidewalks and matching lampposts, I must admit I was saddened by our lack of good, independent coffee shop. The one Starbucks with constant line out the door seemed to have that job covered. I had always envisioned a tiny, dim, mellow shop with whimsical decorations and indulgent foods constantly smelling like strong coffee and baked goods packed with calories and an ambiance full of folk music and whining espresso machines. So fed up with my caramel frappuccino with trademark green straw and stale cookie, I was convinced I would have to open my own coffee shop to feed my caffeine addiction, crossing my fingers that Starbucks, the king of coffee, would not put me out of business. Why couldn’t my town get it right? Everyone needs a place where the music addicts could go listen to live music illuminated by the light of their computer screens while sipping on enough caffeine to last a lifetime.
Art Street was one of the many aspects of the University of Dayton that moved me 651.48 miles away from my home in Darien, Connecticut. I had finally found my little coffee shop. Any place that decides to name their foods after famous artists is an automatic winner in my book. The Art Street Café was the coffee shop that I had been dying to open back home. Sadly, I have already begun decoration plans for my Art Street suite that I hope to occupy in just three short years. To my knowledge, no other campus has any place where students are allowed to immerse themselves so deeply into the art world. Wanting to become an art teacher and later on in life an art therapist I appreciate the effort put forth to provide students easy access to the arts.
Thursday Night Live was just what I needed. It was the perfect break from a full week of homework, my very regimented time always ready to become unstable. I walked in to the atmospheric café to soft guitar music and a full crowd of music hungry college students. The performers were good and they were very capable of feeding my love of music. I think I could argue that Art Street has already managed to become my favorite place on campus. While this is true now, I’m not sure if I will feel the same way while trudging through the snow and rain to get to said location. I am glad that UD was finally able to provide me with the coffee shop I had always wanted.
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